Noodle Prompt ~ 1C / 33.8F/ 274.15K

Degrees of One

a poem of not missing Maine

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Degrees of 1C
or American 33.8F,
not common in my present
but plentiful in my past,
Yankee days of blinding snow,
school never canceled,
“we” were tough Downeasters,
but I was a transplant from
the Chesapeake Bay
where heavy snow was an inch,
no plows for the roads,
no school for days,
in Maine, I…




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