Seen in Memory
Originally uploaded by CountryDreaming.
small white solitude
of flakes drifting onto ice
water is frozen
as hard as a spirit’s song
silenced by isolation
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- Sharon Hurlbut
- Physical anthropologist, writer, compulsive knitter, and mother of two. My fiction and poetry are published under the pen-name Ann Walters.
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4 comments:
What a gorgeous picture/poem! I moved from NY just before winter, and don't miss driving in the snow, but it makes me smile and think of home to see pics like this. =)
Thanks Faith! We don't get much snow here, either (just outside Portland, Oregon), but I'm always hoping for some.
"Small, white solitude." I love that line. The photo is perfect for this.
Thanks Patti!
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