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Winter Turning

Winter Turning By Amy Lowell Snow is still on the ground,But there is a golden brightness in the air.Across the river,Blue,Blue, Sweeping widely under the archesOf many bridges,Is a spire and a dome,Clear as though ringed with ice-flakes,Golden, and pink, and jocund. On a near-by steeple,A golden weather-cock flashes smartly,His open beak “Cock-a-doodle-dooing”Straight at the…
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