Gustless sky
All is
quiet this night,
all breezes
spent,
gustless
sky full still,
the world
frozen now,
so out of
tune we pluck
new notes
to describe it.
The somnambulant
brigade
outwalks
the darkness,
throws it
breadcrumbs
of
starlight, switching on
to light
the night
like
fireworks crackling,
but all
heat is lost
and the sky
will fill soon
with a
breath of snow,
fresh blown
to fall free
in shapes so
unbelievable
we forget
we are ice.
Copyright
February 8, 2021
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