Ice:
dreaded by drivers
and a curse to power lines
still
it has its own
mesmerizing
beauty
and its own
music
as it clicks and clackles
on coated branches
in the wind
xx
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
"clackles" Perfect!
ReplyDeleteLiving in warm south, I've never seen an icy landscape, and can only dream or imagine about it.. Saw on tv that East USA are under a big storm. Stay safe and warm!
ReplyDeleteC-R-A-Z-Y winter, no? Love the way you continue to see the beauty & to hear the music.
ReplyDeleteLocal news: Lovely snow up here tonight. Went to the C. Library today. Mount B overlooking the town is lovely in white, the air was so soft & gray.
Left Bank Books has your books featured on a top shelf ("Autographed by Author") along with other Newbery winners.
I just lent The Unifinished Angel to another friend...
Happy creating, R.
Something about winter this year--- old man winter is finding everyone. Even you can't escape. hahahaha
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