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[All My Poems Start]

Nate Pritts

All my poems start
looking up, mouths open,
rain falling in
or else it is too cold for rain,
because these are Northern poems,
so it is snow that lands
steaming on the tongue & that's it,
nothing else, my poems
starting off like that & staying just like that
as the streetlights click on
& all the other poems get called home.

Nate Pritts

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