On Winter Driveway

from "While Passing Through"/Winter

On winter driveway—
so much like a grasshopper
frozen in place
but just a wood chip—
bit of happiness.

by Glen Kappy

Comments (2)

Your notes to Daniel makes the poem perfectly clear! The delight you experienced on realizing that after all it was not a frozen grass hopper, but a wood chip shows your concern for even the tiny living forms of Nature!
This poem poem does a lot of leaping for just 5 lines. The driveway is a frozen grasshopper, then a wood chop, finally a happy thing. That is quite a metaphorical journey for something which doesn't move but launches all subsequent movement, namely, a driveway.