a whole field at night/ with a wood and a lake

a whole field at night
with a wood and a lake
and other fields
ringing with the silence
of a still night

then a falling snow
that starts without wind
so you can hold still
hear it landing everywhere

whispering on twigs
brushing on lake ice
murmur a song

the coldness
an old friend


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Hat Lake
December 26
2018