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Suddenly Leaves
Letting go
of serrated edges
after the rain, stretched flat
on unfamiliar pavement
leaves bleed themselves
into sidewalks, turning
their webbed essence
concrete.
Love, she used to think,
had something to do
with making him a cup of tea
on such a day.
The winter's heavy carapace
snaps ice-tight,
squeezing
her hands warm
with a longing,
she thinks,
she can explain.
~ Composed by Daniela Elza
Previously published in Quills Canadian Poetry Magazine
Winter 2005
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