Bobcat, Fredericton
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Bobcat, Fredericton Only you and the moon saw meon the prowl in the March
night.I came out of the woods whilethe city slept near furnaces. I wore the
old s...
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The Beauty of the Ice
The beauty of the ice has everything to do with where water gathers,
and how it cracks.
Gammon's Pond and West Quoddy Bay, Nova Scotia
Labels:
beauty,
cracks,
heavy-handed metaphors,
ice,
water
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thin skins -- so fine and frail.
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