Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Within the Blizzard

Within the blizzard, a miniature snowstorm
pinging the windshield. Specialized weather,

Eeyoric, Pig-Pen’s One-Man-Dust-Storm.
A snowstorm looks like a galaxy, wetter,

whiter, stars wiped clean before frost forms,
and the winter storm over you that peppers

only your car is a salt truck, transformed
by you and the snow and the night, together.

1 comment

  1. Love this poem as I have experienced many snow storms but never thought of galaxies...yup, I agree. Happy Wednesday Hannah!


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