Winter Radiance
The sun, a wanly golden disk
in the vast blue of an icy winter
day yet glimmers and scintillates
through pine and hemlock boughs,
its winter radiance hinting of warmth
it cannot provide to the woodland
creatures seeking shelter wherever
they may in the reality of wicked
wind gusts stretching wretched fingers
of ice into vulnerable huddling
birds and mammals witnessing
ephemeral hazes of wind-whipped
snow from among high perches
entering the very crevices
of infinitely minuscule spaces
between shuddering feather and fur.
Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
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