Poem Drouthe Now Up

I just posted a poem that I wrote several years ago near the end of a four-year drought. Of course, at that time, we didn’t know it was soon to be over.  It lasted so long that it completely disrupt the usual ways of nature. Not long afterward, the National Arbor Day Foundation reclassified Washington, DC, as a Southern climate region rather than part of the Mid-Atlantic. Considering the droughts that plague California and Puerto Rico now, the one we experienced seems to have been a  minor precursor to these troubles.

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