because I waver

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This worst time is not unhappy, green sap
still floods the arid rind, the thorny needles
catch the drafts, as if alive—I too,
because I waver, am counted with the living.

—from “Christmas” by Robert Lowell

(art is “Redgreen and Violet-Yellow Rhythms” by Paul Klee)

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