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Tag: Milton

On Shovelling (a winter sonnet)

With apologies to Milton. When I consider how my morns are spent, Or half my days, in this world, dark and wide, With that snow shovel, frozen to my hide, That seems so useless, though its blade is bent To scrape so well the sidewalk, and present The bare concrete (lest postman, coming, chide, “I …

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