SNOW II from Field Songs

Snow II


It is dark out
Pitch black

No sound from the meadow
Except for the top
Of a plum tree

Breaking off
Burdened under
The weight of snow.

It has been falling all night
Muting all other voices.
Drifts have reached
Halfway up the front door
Lying just under the ledge
Of the windows.

The house is increasingly closed off
The neighbours are becoming
More distant.

No one stirs
It is so silent outside
Not even a dog bark.

I move closer to the fire,
I need that wood
It would be useful now.



from FIELD SONGS


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