Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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He listens to edicts of rain
that fall as a promise
of blossoms and sunshine
declarations that move the heart
in new directions, gavels
sounding amongst the leaves
of trees, drops dripping
from the brim of his hat
as clouds fold the day
implicate recurrence
remembers files of memory
taken from wet cabinets.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 2/1/2013