White Heat, Necessary Coldness
Summer’s bleached itself
to bone and stubble. Mirage
is shimmer, false reflection.
First ice on the pond
a mirror of last winter
so coldly perfect, shattered.
Copyright © Taylor Graham | Year Posted 2009
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