- A. R. Ammons
It was May
before my attention came
to spring
and
my word I said
to the southern slopes
I've
missed it,
it came and went before
I got right to see:
don't worry, said the mountain,
try the later northern slopes
or if
you can climb, climb
into spring: but
said the mountain
it's not that way
with all things, somethat go are gone.
[NOTE: This was a very early post to the group.]
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