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Do you know what I was, how I lived. You know

what despair is then

winter should have meaning to you

~

I did not expect to survive

earth suppressing me. I didn’t expect

to waken again, to feel

in damp earth my body

able to respond again, remembering

after so long how to open again

in the cold light

of earliest spring –

~

afraid, yes, but among you again

crying yes  risk joy

~

in the raw wind of the new world

(Louise Gluck)