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The Silence of a Morning Snowfall
The Silence of a Morning Snowfall
David J Walker
There is a darkness over
The far side of the park
Named winter
Waiting for its snows to
Find a place to fall
Very still I stand
in the window
Over the windowsill and watch
As the large flakes fall
bowing Spruce branches
bound by a contract
Of silent servitude
I watch the silent world turn white
On a November morning
The silence still lingers in the halls
Of a building no longer calling young
Scholars to classes
Silence multiplied by distance
Silence divided by fractured light
The silence of a morning snowfall
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