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After the Winter Rain by Ina Coolbrith After the winter rain,Sing, robin! Sing, swallow!Grasses are in the lane,Buds and flowers will follow. Woods shall ring, blithe and gay,With bird-trill and twitter,Though the skies weep to-day,And the winds are bitter. Though deep call unto deepAs calls the thunder,And white the billows leapThe tempest under; Softly theContinue reading “S4 E3: After the Winter Rain by Ina Coolbrith”