Doug,
I admire the further distinction of what one can see which you enact in lines 3-4. Have been watching evergreen bush outside my kitchen window bend in parts over the years, depending largely on the weight of the snow.
Barry
On Wed, 3 Jan 2018 09:46:15 -0700, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>full moon bright
> shadows on the snow
> the shapes on empty trees
> shift so lowly
>
>into the new year
> a blank page
> opening to vistas above
> stars twinkling in ice
>
>at least until the dawn
> sun’s eye alighting
> on the detritus
> of the year now past
>
>
>Douglas Barbour
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>https://eclecticruckus.wordpress.com/
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>Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuations 2 (UofAPress).
>Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
>Listen. If (UofAPress):
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>Swept snow, Li Po,
>by dawn’s 40-watt moon
>to the road that hies to office
>away from home.
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> Lorine Niedecker
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