Saturday, January 17, 2009
Sun Tracks on the Snow
In back of dark barn
Small bright shafts of light appear--
Crack in the wood wall.
High above the snow
Two white tracks in the blue sky
But not a murmur.
An opaque gray puddle
The stream has frozen and shrunk;
Nothing is moving.
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In the icy air
Woodpecker bangs on a tree;
Hunger is always.
A vast yellow patch
On the side of the snow bank.
Giant beast pissed here.
Sun tracks in the woods
Planted lightly on the snow
Seem to go somewhere.
Streaming in the air,
Wood smoke flows from the chimney
Caught by the icy wind.
Emerging from snow,
Slender, graceful white tree trunks.
Season of the birch.
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