A Quick Melt
ice prisms snagafternoon spectrums
of white winter light
bend and braid it
squeegees off a rainbow,
a Crayola corolla in each
melting drop suspended
from the tips of icicles
A Quick Melt
ice prisms snaglaydbak1 commented on A Quick Melt
07-05-2009
07/10/2009
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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