Sunday, February 6, 2011


Miles thick once the ice
Pressed down and flattened the
Earth, shoved trees and
Dirt and boulders into valleys,
Gouged river beds, left lakes

The size of seas. Now, a shining
Silver coating, curtain fallen
From the sky,
Binds the land an inch or two at

Most, enough to castigate
The weary world of cars and
Loans and hospitals,
And satisfaction cheap enough
For all to strive.

Locked in place, attention
Drifts across the frozen
Sheets of ice towards the
Sun, which witnesses the brief

Disaster and seeks the shortest
Distance sealed away and shut
From any eye.

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