in search of snow
sunday, and choosing not to kneel down in the fabrications of man,
much preferring my sun-star seen through fir forests, and to walk grinning
on the surface of the lake’s icy reflection and listen to it muse to itself,
to pass through mountain meadows wheeling with a murder of crows, where
the winter solstice-bound sun was waving in the knee-high seed-heads,
beaver ponds frozen and pondered, mysteries of ice formations and rainbows
in the clouds, . . . [More]
Read the entire poem on my blog
Photo: Copyright Amy Martin 2012
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