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Issue # 1 March 2010
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Christine Redman-Waldeyer

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Dandelion in February

What brought you forth
that I could only walk by astounded
could not pick the miracle
held by a quick frost

Were you my cacti flower
unseasonable in Mexico,
my Mary driving me to believe
I too could see?


Were you science
hurled at me,
an ice ball from a bully. I the child
running, running
skimming the ground dodging
what would soon outpace me.