Monday, January 18, 2016

The First Small Snow and Clouds

The First Small Snow and Clouds

Like sugar on crumb
or random fruit,
small snow marshmallows
short, brown grass
and wet green grass

You wouldn't think
that cold would abide
where there is no ice
and yet
the beads of melt
slick, then mesh
like spiders' homes

Across houses
just like each other
under snow clouds
that blanch them
into grey
more pleasant
than seventies

and bless them with


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