On a Winter Day | A.M. Green - Appreciate Language and Form through the Best Contemporary Poetry

On a Winter Day | A.M. Green

Whistle creeps on quiet winds. drops pitter patter spills on pummeled, beaten, skin. rooftops clang like aluminum trays, rat-a-tat pots and pans tap. witch nails
scratch on shutter washboard. black eyed dogs howl at sooty moon, scat cat purrs to purple crack. creaky arms, sway, a carpet of twigs and needles, washed out. bumper cars crash and collide on slip ‘n slide roads. people roundup food and shovels in a madman dash. plows lay down salt, before the flakes fall.

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