Evangelina Holvino

Can I hold these two opposites in my heart?

Can I hold these two opposites in my heart?

Spring is about life. We’re living with a plague that kills and imprisons us.

It's as if spring didn't want to arrive. The skies still so gray; I watched snow flurries fall yesterday morning.

From my apartment window, Mount Wantastiquet still looks brown. No signs of new green; only the old deep-green of scattered evergreens. And in the Harmony Parking Lot, the maples are absent of their annual tiny red buds.

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