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The Snow's Sad Drift
(04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Snow's Sad Drift

Recall her now
What the world does know
Fluctuating back and forth
Through the snow.
Go the way the
Temporal serpent
How there in the
Ice forest
He is the hallucination
Of your life
Echoing deep in the crevice,
The reflection nothing sees
Drawing its closing
Like a child runaway
Adrift in the quiet tundra
The only one
Beneath her eyes falling
Asleep while kissing
Underneath the nitric blankets
Of the snow’s sad drift.

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Comments (3)

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
hey Bret, I don't understand this poem (intellectually) but I loved the collage of imagery CS
This is a wonderful, it's soft and passionate. Great imagery! Beautiful