Strange wind and
flags clanging flag poles,
idle gossip of snow
drifting down
out of clouds into pin drop
silence.
Last year I recall Ashley walking
through sugar white snow, her
black coat and wind blown
tangle hair like a dream.
This morning she carved our names
in a table on the back porch
as the flagpoles clanged
and traffic yawned out in
distant coils of wire
and radio tower signals..
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(January ?, 2012)
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