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There Was a Blizzard

Blizzard
white snow
twirling
dancing like
another
kind of ballerina.
I see a girl
she is white—
seeing something
I can’t see—
a white hawk
circling

There Was a Blizzard Alice Provost Simmons
Alice Provost Simmons, 10
Barrington, Rhode Island