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The Daily Forecast by Mark Thalman

Early mornings, after the fog has risen,
I watch for wild goats
from my kitchen window.

If they meander
along the high ridges,
the day will be clear and sunny.

When the herd comes down
to graze in the meadow,
count on rain.

Spotting them somewhere in between,
I make my best guess, depending on which way
they happen to be going.

However, if they hide in the woods,
a big storm, a heavy fist,
is about to hit.

To predict the weather, I don’t need
a barometer, radar, or satellite dish.
The goats are seldom wrong.

View bio for Mark Thalman Published in Spring 2004

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Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

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