it snows all
day I finger
the rainy window
the pain in this
poem is retold
in trees
locked limbs
barking snowheavy
to icy wind
"What I think is that you start with the materials...You start with the matter, not the rules." Clark Coolidge
it snows all
posted by Jess Mynes<$BlogItem$>
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