Sonnet 881
“Snowy Day”
White hats on every fencepost row
Cedar branches clothed in winter lace
Silence opaque upon the lake
Blackcaps flutter at first light
While quail orange-tawney on limbs of hazel wait
Wearing snowdust from last night
Like pilgrims who cross through frozen glass my sight
Black clouds in procession begin their slow retreat
From our Island to the Ice Mountains of the East
By John Edwards
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