Friday, December 6, 2013

Snow


And you in your long black coat,
talked about by crows:

You in the way a child looks out
upon the stones in rows:

You in haste who turn about,
surprised by what you know:

Is this the name you’re looking for,
the one that is your own?



2 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

A theme I love, crows, snow and eccentric coats. Thanks William.

William Michaelian said...

Ah, a man after my own heart. Thank you too, Jonathan.