ICE STORM SONG

 

 

birches bent in arches filigreed like churches
oak and popple pop and crackle
ash and maple split in time
spruce and hemlock hold together closing like umbrellas
and over all the sharp clear smell of fresh cut pine.

January 8-13, 1998

 


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