Dec 9, 2011

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the snowflake
comes down to
the ground
hypnotizing
the fleeting morning

2 comments:

  1. Your handling of the paradox of time is wonderful here, Chico. Your poem reminds me of how beauty can seem to arrest time and make everything feel momentarily suspended and timeless.

    It is supposed to snow here tonight. I will be watching closely as those hypnotic flakes fall to the ground.

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  2. Indeed, Brian. Absolute beauty in nature seems timeless.

    Snow falling night alone would be sweet when you know it is shared with someone you truly adore. Hope the snow will bring my little smile to your home tonight.

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