Another Dawn
The last weeks of spring
The hawthorns are still in bloom
An overcast day
Preparing for their finals
And college applications
At the welfare line
An unemployed engineer
Wonders what is next
***
One day the moon will be gone
But this summer night it's full
In a dream refuge
She finds relief from the heat
And from her lover
If everything is changing
Then there is nothing to fear
***
He alters data
After the Great Leader's speech;
The message was clear
The implacable seasons,
A flow of indifference
As days grow shorter
She removes a few sweaters
From the bottom drawer
***
"We're a little short this month.
Maybe we'll get it next year."
The dishes are chipped,
But that's O.K., they will serve;
They have their own beauty
Another dawn, one more day,
Another winter deepens
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