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‘Driving to Town Late to Mail a Letter,’A Poem by Robert Bly

snow night driving robert bly poem

It is a cold and snowy night. The main street is deserted.
The only things moving are swirls of snow.
As I lift the mailbox door, I feel its cold iron.
There is a privacy I love in this snowy night.
Driving around, I will waste more time.

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Excerpted from Collected Poems by Robert Bly. Copyright © 2018 by Robert Bly. Reprinted with permission of W.W. Norton & Company, Inc. All rights reserved.

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