Saturday, February 15, 2014

Snowing for Days

It’s elegant the way snow settles
On the branches: as if the dawn sequoia nestles
A woman in a white kimono. Below the city bustles
But here I can recall a Chinese cherry, its petals
Once covered the ground before a wooden chapel,
Still as the bird house topped with a snow white steeple;
The snowbird, junco, nuthatch, kindly fed by people,
Disappear at day’s end, to wonder where they go unsettles,
But we too retreat and sleep and in the morning warm the kettle.

1 comment:

Elizabeth Brennan said...

It is always a treat to read your writing...such a poetic parade of elegant images.