Bright Week

A Poem

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Bright Week

Dims
	in leaden skies,

hovering heavy
	with jarred tears

of Good
	    Friday—


Lament weeps over
	the roof,

raps naked oaks,
	douses streets,

insisting
	we still need

washing
	of Lent.

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