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Ice
By Beverly Boyd

Ice edges
melt first.

Roofs glisten
then shatter
ice skins
as trees do
or even break.

Fly
as skiers fly,
on imaginary slopes,
before glazed paths dwindle
and disillusioning slush
blackens old snow.

-- Beverly Boyd in an English professor at Kansas University.

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