Snow Man Walking
No one predicted snow yesterday
but it came down heavy anyway.
Backyard birds sheltered
under any shelter they could.
Later that day
I put cleats on my boots
and duck-walked out
across the deep crisp and even.
I needed bread for my jam,
I needed to breathe-in
the deep freeze
because only sky and Ice
can unclog
the kind of brain-blockage
writers get
when they are constipated
by too warm a mind fog.
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