a backyard woodsman
lumberjack
the rivers come
bending thru
washing lines of
drifting clothes
sleet
snow
high winds
the dogs by
the shed
breaking wood
carry it up
the stairs
then
sit back from
the broadside of
sparks!
the blaze!
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