Thursday, January 15, 2009

Snow

This evening’s forecast:

Snow!
Frothy façade—
Hovers, frosts, and conceals—
Flying fluff, floating—
Mystical comfort, quiet solace . . .
Fleeting joy.

Tomorrow ‘s forecast:

Inversion!
Steals color, smell and form.
Absolves hue,
creates an intense
monochromatic gloom.
Replaces joy with bleakness,
sallow intensity.
Obliterates focal points
covered and disguised.
Dissolves the horizon
undistinguishable gray.
Destroys the senses.

Day after tomorrow the winter sun will shine again:

Blind again—
Stabbing migraine white again—
Intense, severe, cold.
Blinding freeze, forbidding sterility.
Enduring grief.
Snow!

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