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Winter Solitude

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I saw the city’s towers on a luminous pale-grey sky;

Beyond them a hill of the softest mistiest green,

With naught but frost and the coming of night between,

And a long thin cloud above the colour of August rye.

 

I sat in the midst of a plain on my snowshoes with bended knee

Where the thin wind stung my cheeks,

And the hard snow ran in little ripples and peaks,

Like the fretted floor of a white and petrified sea.

 


   And a strange peace gathered about my soul and shone,

As I sat reflecting there,

In a world so mystically fair,

So deathly silent–I so utterly alone.

Winter-Solitude

Lampman, Archibald (1861 – 1899)

 

 

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Winter Pauses on The Bench – The Bus has Gone

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Nursing Station B or Door 31

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Nursing Station B

or Door 31 – choices

run down stream  like leaves. 

Spinning eddies gather up

minutes into days –  settle.


Dying Tree : Monochrome Memory

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Existential Friday : Mixed Message

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