The snow comes
willy-nilly
thoughtless as air
but it sees
what I do not
and leaves its name
on sudden sculptures
avenues
quilts —
clever.
Oddments
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February 1, 2015 at 7:12 pm
“Leaves its name on sudden sculptures.” Lovely. I love the snow-sculptured photos, too.
February 1, 2015 at 7:22 pm
Thank you! So much better to be inside writing about the snow than outside shoveling it, though I think I’m going to have to exchange pen (so to speak) for shovel pretty soon.