Pond Song 4.64
“… [T]o act in oblivion of the gift given would be to rescind the creation as other.” G&B 257
the sky lead the hour sealed__snow glare everywhere
pond and trail no difference__no wind just this air
only the black cry of the crows__three notes a dropped beat
silence on the dim white path__a crow with snow on its beak
3 thoughts on “the hour sealed”
And was there really snow on its beak! Don’t answer Tom, it’s not so much a question as an exclamation. That’s a resounding conclusion to a poem that is infused with stillness and wonder.
Yes! My hands were frozen and I bungled the attempt to take a photo!
a crow with snow on its beak… 🙂