I Want to Go Home

But it's each for him or herself.

(Snowbirds explode like a volley

Of sooty snowballs into the woods

Where they magically catch and stay

Until the next gust blows them far away.)

Here things look like a terrarium.

In Vermont

The glass walls are ice.

They don't protect anymore.

I feel stronger up there.

I want to go home.  

            -- Gary Lindorff

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