DPF / Mcclellan

For Tennessee and yellow-coated gems, from poetryfoundation.org.

from A January Dandelion / by George Marion McClellan (1860-1934)

All Nashville is a chill. And everywhere
Like desert sand, when the winds blow,
There is each moment sifted through the air,
A powdered blast of January snow.

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