not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Sunday, January 12, 2014

drifting snow, saudade's susurration

yesterday's snow
perfectly windblown to the height of its arc
sundering field from road
                                     with voluptuous protrusion

as woman's thigh, warm and persuasive,  hangs to her personage
as vowel sculpts consonant and begs of sound meaning

                                     and tomorrow, rain.