Lisa Goodwin
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Ne'er Cast a Clout

Ne'er Cast a Clout

Apr 03, 2022

With twisted limb and fissured bark,

she joins me in my reverdie.

With shoots and leaves

of brightest green,

diverts me from etourderie.

And in the hedgerow taory, wild.

She never casts a clout.

Til licked by glisk and flosculous,

at last, the May is out!

A frothy mass of Blossom white,

No fear of afterwinter chills,

The hedgerow afternoonifield,

floats like sundust o'er the hills.

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