White on white
world.
Hourly avalanches
off the roof.
Snow
breast-high
filling our view
at the French doors
like a glass of milk.
Kelly Salasin
Category: Seasons
Wheel of Fortune
Wind spins colors/turning fortunes/in the spiral of time/let the leaves fall where they will/let the work of dying & rebirth begin.
Kelly Salasin
Not Quite Winter
Cold enough to
Snow
(and it has)
but the gracious water remains
Yielding,
like a Monet,
Rippling
with
Light
and
Air.
Kelly Salasin, November 2009
November in Vermont
frosty orange dried-flower
arrangement
of a world,
Punctuated
by gunshot.
Kelly Salasin 2009
Winter Walks
Shadows deepen now
as the Sun must
Hoist itself
Over the hill.
My ritual
Defined
Across the pond
Where a Swath
of Morning Light
Awaits me.
Kelly Salasin
