While we slept


Snow fell while we slept
(after we had tucked in
the day’s troubles, though
they complained it was not
time for bed) snow

fell noiselessly as dreams
riled our slumber the
familiar ghosts rattling
their familiar chains snow

fell and kept falling
blanketing backward
our unconscious lives

accumulating so that

when we awoke the world
had again declared beauty
was again speaking with that
quiet exuberance that hushes

every lesser voice
even the dreams
even the poems




  1. Marilyn Kriete · · Reply

    I could feel the hush of snow as I read…Lovely.


    1. I’m glad. Thank you.

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  2. Makes me wish for snow!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. We’re lucky! We’ve already had a quartet of big snows, highly unusual so early in the season. Happy Thanksgiving, Jazz!

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