February 10

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poetry

How many words for snow
what could be

long-awaited
or sudden

sea change overnight
the gulls are beside themselves

the city roofs are white
ice-plated pavement

you are far
and likely to stay

that way
for a while

the sky is still
flakes dislodge in the breeze

whole trees dissolve
into white pixels

and then it all starts up again
like an orchestral chorus

overwrought and beautiful
it makes its own time

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