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Welcome back to the Daily Poem here on the Close Reeds Podcast Network. I'm David Kern.

Today is January 13th,

2020. This is, I believe, my first appearance here on the Daily Poem this year. I apologize for the sporadic amount of publishing this podcast. Right after Christmas, my family and I

all came down with a solid bout of the flu and that through this podcast. Right after Christmas, my family and I all came down with a solid bout of the flu,

and that through this podcast and everything else in my life kind of for a loop.

But I'm back.

I want to say thank you to Heidi White for filling in for me ably a couple times

to make sure that we gave you at least some poems.

But I'm back, and I'm happy to bring you some new poems this week.

For today's poem, I'm going to read you one by an American poet named Carl Shapiro. He lived from

1913 to 2000. He was the fifth poet laureate in 1946, also won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in

1945 and the Bollingen Prize in 1969.

And the poem that I'm going to read to you today is called California Winter.

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