Poets Walk: "trees weld earth"
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Winter Landscape by Judith Kitchen
Beyond the rail fence, horses
stand nose to the wind. They might
as well be statues. Everywhere,
everywhere we look, trees weld earth
to a flat white sky. The car
moves between these walls of white,
accepting the vagaries of wind,
drifts that swirl in to catch us up
in moments of forgetfulness.
Let us believe the impossible. Let us
slide between two griefs so easily
they seem remote as history. This
is the meaning of white—a day
so cold, so undemanding, that the
heart itself lies briefly still.
Judith Kitchen, "Winter Landscape" from Perennials (Anhinga Press) Originally in The Seneca Review. Used by permission of the poet.