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"A Mind of Winter"

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I like the way that snow alters sound, remakes the visual.  Changes the touch and feel.  It turns our words into clouds.  Vanishes on our lips.  Our tongues too vivid a furnace for it to linger long.  It falls in a soft forever...and then, like the poem says, it tightens.  Makes ghosts of what we know.  It whitens to blank.

How soothing.  How terrible.  How perfect.

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