Snow drops like lead,
Straight as a papercut,
Through ivory light.
Toes drained white
As winter sun clatter
In steeltipped cold.
The wind is very old:
Shivering piano wire,
Twinkling snowshine.
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Tuesday, February 13, 2007
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