poem: New SnowA Chapter by Marie Anzalonesomething quick penned for a lonely friend this morning as I watched the new snow fallingfor LH
I awoke this morning thinking of you and wondered how you are today in this new lonely year I hear, and know, that things get monotonous and even boring in the sameness of the climate where it doesn't snow. It does here. today we have about three inches of new snow- powder, actually- perfect for sledding and walking through the woods, silent as a shroud attended by only one's own thoughts and the chickadees. and I wish you were here to see this and go for a stroll with me I'd make us some hot chocolate, double strength with vanilla and peppermint before we head out. because the isolation in new snow is so beautiful and not lonely at all for the magic of its slumber reminds you that underneath the desert of white if you brush aside the dusting, and look deeper you'll see next season's buds simply waiting their turn for reawakening. The snow just tells us we need to rest a little ways before we begin again.
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14 Reviews Added on January 2, 2010 Last Updated on July 13, 2013 AuthorMarie AnzaloneXecaracoj, Quetzaltenango, GuatemalaAboutBilingual (English and Spanish) poet, essayist, novelist, grant writer, editor, and technical writer working in Central America. "A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to ta.. more..Writing
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