A Hard Spring by Antoni Ooto

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A Hard Spring
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The trees held their place year after year;
until the ice storm, with its bitter night,
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the sound of cracking that went on for hours—
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And, they began giving themselves up—one by one.
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Morning brought a quiet sun
shining on places where light never fell
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through the window we stared,
like refugees of an undeclared war;
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recalling our trust in nature—
the leafy canopy of trees.
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Antoni Ooto has had poems published in Amethyst Review, The BeZine, North of Oxford, The Poet Magazine, The Front Porch Review, and many other journals and anthologies.
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