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Nemerov

 
Howard Nemerov
1920-1991

"Because You Asked
about the Line
between Prose and Poetry"

 

Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned into pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn't tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.

© Howard Nemerov
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