Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Three for the Changing Season

(C) R.L.K.

1.

a long
walk a long
way through new-
fallen
snow

slowly

clouds drift a-
part

moonlight
spills
through
the trees
a while

2.

an icy glare
clings to
the silent pond

empty
branches sway
against shadowy clouds

3.

long train rolling on,
past the streetlamps, the leafless
trees, the windows softly lit,
rolling on, rolling on…

as Bachelard said:
“a dream of elsewhere
must be left open
at all times”