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Mary Porth: Spring Thaw
A Poemcopyright 2011
Spring Thaw
on some muted March days
when I feel
like a body
on display
at the science museum
skin peeled back
nerves exposed
hidden parts laid bare
a wisp of cloud
in vivid blue sky
tulip nubs
pushing through unkempt earth
the sweet sharp notes
of a favorite song
conspire
to break my heart
on some muted March days
when I feel
like a body
on display
at the science museum
skin peeled back
nerves exposed
hidden parts laid bare
a wisp of cloud
in vivid blue sky
tulip nubs
pushing through unkempt earth
the sweet sharp notes
of a favorite song
conspire
to break my heart
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Biographical Note: Mary Porth is a writer who has only recently turned to poetry. She agrees with Pulitzer Prize winner Mary Oliver that poems are not just words but, “fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, and bread in the pockets of the hungry.” She lives in suburban Philadelphia with her husband and varying configurations of her five kids. See Poetry Index and Prose Index L-Z for more of Mary's work.
