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Howard Nemerov
Howard Nemerov
Born on February 29, 1920 in New York, New York, Howard Nemerov displayed an early interest in the arts...
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Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry

 
by Howard Nemerov

Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned to pieces of snow 
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn’t tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.






From Sentences by Howard Nemerov, published by the University of Chicago Press. Copyright © 1980 by Howard Nemerov. Reprinted with the permission of Margaret Nemerov. All rights reserved.
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