The Hazelnut Tree

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The hazelnut tree, the old Corylus cornuta, is yellow rain beyond my window.

The warm glow of dripping candles, the fringed hair of some ever living willow.

It is the aftermist of an ocean wave, and riverbank leaves decaying in water.

As I look at the hazelnut I forget about winter,

because with those delicate catkins come the first quiet preparations for spring.

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