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The woman who sold me yarn
the color of burnt umber told me to wait
as she pulled the skeins apart, fastened
one end to the winding apparatus.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
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The woman who sold me yarn
the color of burnt umber told me to wait
as she pulled the skeins apart, fastened
one end to the winding apparatus.