The Big Snow
with three snow poems
Snow in front of Swan House
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Three poems about the current blizzard. They were written during the afternoon of Monday, January 26. .Big Snow snow filling the windows trees bending cars tiptoe by my joints ache worse than before our cats are quiet keeping their eyes on food in case the going gets tough my wife takes extra food to the cats outside they bound over the snow towards her even her birds come down close for seeds *********************************** You Tire of Snow you tire of snow it’s white like time who believes it’s two gasses? it’s more like a hammer pounding a nail or a silent siren wailing past about nothing each dark day lived under a blanket touch a tree: it rings like a bell run the tap: silence fills the sink ************************************ Handkerchief snow is a skin you didn’t want a white ass’s skin fixed tight as breath over your bones a hard fist of weather passing as a handkerchief I sleep the snow counterpane up to my chin I am cold as a fish and older: the cold ages you
A Snow-blue Still Life




Perfect feeling of joints and snow
I think I should start a Substack.. better than the
Blog or whatever it’s called that I forget about as it ages along with me. The cold slips from my spine resting on a heating pad..