weed stalks stipple the mountain laurel’s shadow
Tag: snow
drifted snow
a doe follows the bootprints as far as she can
where the snow has melted
the mountain’s true skin slick & glistening
free of its seeds
the dried wild mustard looks ready for anything
white with rime
the locust sapling looks electric beside the bowed spruce
beside the woods road
a single stalk of grass pointing toward town
fresh snow
a boil on the black birch looks good enough to lick
inside the deer fence
the 200-year-old white oak isn’t stirring
witch hazel clump
collects enough leaves to make its own woods
ground pines
craters have melted around their torch-shaped cones
goldenrod stalks
where bees hummed in August sparkles on the snow
in the spotlight’s glare
the dark sky dissolves into snowflakes
