Archive for January 16th, 2017

Monday, 16 January 2017

Late Winter Early Morning Snow by Robert Dana

Pewter-light. Black
ganglia of bare trees
and a brown townscape
sugared over with thin,
late snow; the early
morning streets, silent;
empty; not a serious
thought awake in them.
And all this only my
words in the cold air
of this white page;
frail breath of a net
set to snare the first
bird that flies, stiff
in its feathers, or struts
these dormant lawns,
fluting and penny-whistling,
cocky as a robin on ice.


Date: 1998

By: Robert Dana (1929-2010)