Wintering
Settled in the attic window frame
like a patron of painted glass,
wintering away the late-autumn squalls–
hanging fire until this solitude will pass.
Surveying the slate-clad timberline
while Silverthorne snowfall is still divine...
like a patron of painted glass,
wintering away the late-autumn squalls–
hanging fire until this solitude will pass.
Surveying the slate-clad timberline
while Silverthorne snowfall is still divine...