Poetry Friday

I’ve been very taken by the breathtaking skies these last few weeks.  This poem just seemed perfect.

This picture is mine –
Nov 27, 2012 – full moon in the west at sunrise

The White
by Patricia Hampl

These are the moments
before snow,

whole weeks before.
The rehearsals of milky November,
cloud constructions
when a warm day
lowers a drift of light
through the leafless angles
of the trees lining the streets.
Green is gone,
gold is gone.
The blue sky is
the clairvoyance of snow.
There is night
and a moon
but these facts
force the hand of the season:
from that black sky
the real and cold white
will begin to emerge.

1 thought on “Poetry Friday”

  1. This is lovely. It hasn’t felt like “winter” at all to me yet (okay, I know that technically it isn’t…), and reading this was the first time I’ve felt that sense of the season this year. Great choice.

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