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Covered With Fur
;;;;;;;;.............;;;;;;;; so many frigid clouds so many dangling drooping dippers on this icy, icy night of paper, powder and pearl… she gushes out from the night blanket, cats and tigers in flight, trees mashing ivory feathers with silver stones. her lukewarm eyes sink with velvet birds sketching her photographs tissue crepe, ocean crème and maiden white, nesting on hemisphere’s balding coves the sky-lamps trip on her thermal feet naked… i mean, like breasts of newborn doves on the nest’s chilled waiting room... and just past midnight at the basement of stillness, nothingness, her translucent air swerves in transit between visions of secluded saints and sinners weeping then laughing at the bite of polar time. this moon lady of frost embraces lantern clouds waning, heralding her sacred infant-like incantation seemingly detached from earth mother’s limbs on this icy, icy night of paper, powder and pearl… she is cold changing to warm, breathless along an arctic season longing for her new moonchild to bear the fruits of plump colors soon to be. ........................................ (( here's to: Chris D. Aechtner's " Free Verse for Winter"))
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