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  • The First Snowfall (Poem)

    morning blanketed with silence

    quietened by slow drift from a wintry sky

    harsh bite of a seasonal chill

    hazardous for the unwise

    the town breaks from industrial clangor

    no busy rush on the streets

    no rumble through buildings on Main

    what does it offer that we do not already have

    stillness rests on the breath

    noise a sound to be joined

    this is only the day that is

    every day is that

  • Family (Poem)

    why should I care that you do not claim me

    I threw away that tie long ago

    never understood it from the beginning

    this accidental kinship you pull like a chain

    I never sought favor but sometimes found love

    kindness wins me over at once

    for you I’ve nothing but saddened compassion

    a stranger so damaged you don’t wish any repair

    a mirror into which I stare

    are those my eyes that look so coldly back

  • Settle Your Mind (Poem)

    too late to scatter sorrow

    leaf fall is over and trees are bare

    smoke drifts over the ridge

    grief no more important than the clouds

    rain hits the roof in the darkness

    there the faint scent of tears

    the moon a mirror in the night

    the sun a heart become open