after snowfall…

everything is hushedin ominous silenceanother blizzard waiting in the wings street and house lightspierce night-blackgilding the frozen blanket throwing long shadows on snow-crustthat crunches underfootthe only sound not even a puff of breaththat freezes as soonas it’s exhaled not even clumps that dropfrom eaves and brancheswelcomed by the snow below all is still Kim M. […]