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Elm tree in winter in spring
In height it spars gray-brained folds of
snow and snares tickling crystal spikes,
an electric tracery of sparks
frozen against the heart of
the sky’s thorny rage.
Through the window
a filtered sizzling of shimmering
emerald elves sing:

                        Listen....
                        Listen....
                        Listen....

                             Listen

12. Inua Yua