Wednesday, March 08, 2006


I promised myself in the thaw

that I would sip more tea,

take a few hours for china

and travel in the elliptic swirl of


off the lip of a tiny cup

the days are warmer now

but this is no time for moccasins

the snow grows heavy and

slides from the roof

in avalanche proportions

sleep less

think more

in the blindness of white light

reflected off snowy banks

blue melts from iris

and there is no more walking on water


At 7:47 PM, Blogger denielle said...

oh! oh! heather, you make me rage with talent-envy. elliptic swirl of steam... snow grows heavy... and the ending! you know it's ALWAYS time for moccasins tho, right? wet moccasins filled with frappachino road slush will do when there's no more walking on water. i love it. i'll drink (my tea) to that.

At 4:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Keep up the good work


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