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Joan McNerney, US   Ray   He carries the sun. It fits perfectly into a bowling bag. Bringing solar power everywhere. Sometimes a bit too hot to handle. Sprinting upstairs, he’ll shout “I brought the sun with me today, slung it right over my shoulder.” He brings what everybody longs for and makes me feel sizzling warm.     Tonight   Blankets too cold to touch. Now I will curl like a fetus gathering warmth into myself hoping to awake new born.　　　     Winter Watch   Tangled…one ragged leaf clings to the bough. Stopping to see the shape of a snowflake. All day my windows chatter like nervous teeth. More amazing than redwood forests... your ice blue eyes. Winter storm…headlights beam at noon. Came home just in time for the first dizzy dance of frosty flurries. Snowflakes spin together in joyful pirouette…a cool ballet.