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Winter Love
I would like to decorate this silence,
but my house grows only cleaner
and more plain.
The glass chimes I hung
over the register ring a little
when the heat goes on.
I waited too long to drink my tea.
It was not hot.
It was only warm.
Linda Gregg
Posted over on Poetry Foundation
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