White Weather

White Weather/Moon Weather


Sometimes when the snow comes in like this
slanting through late afternoon
to cause a thin triangle of winter
across the wall, mantelpiece; the point
piercing the wing of my armchair, I think of you.

It's a beautiful winter gash.

It cools the weather
of breathing, of an empty room, a wooden bowl
filled with dust and the small chipped circle
embedded in the coffee table. It brings back a day

too cold for hailstones, too warm for a frost
biting through the carpet and hearth,
all the conversation, the pathways; the maps
of a house we followed madly. Everywhere it settles

proves us cleanly. Uneven under the chills
of the whitest layer falling.

When the snow comes in like this

I see moon carried on the wind in pieces,
a day when the sudden point of it stabbed you
hard through the heart.




© Lia Brooks 2009

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[starlingcity]

submit, submit, submit!

It is even more beautiful than I remember the first time.

[starlingcity]

Beautiful work.