winter (stanza 2)
winter finally arrived on saturday night
bringing with it
snow
not just a dusting or the beautifully destructive ice
but snow
crisp moist dancing flakes
colonizing on the ground
blanketing cars and stairs and rooftops and roads and
all the closed churches
The second stanza of the poem "winter", first published in my book of poetry, they don't serve beer here: and other depressing thoughts by Jeff Reeve
The first stanza is with the November Snow project and the final stanza will follow soon with the next project.
