in winter the trees
show their secrets

a life incredible, vivid, excellent.
in winter the trees
show their secrets
shall I tell you about the ephemeral sparkle of light on wood
as each piece of cracked glass in the vase
caught and held the lampgleams for a moment
i woke one morn in winter past
the world still hushed and sleeping fast
yesterday morning the newly-fallen flakes
lay large and lacy atop the earlier shroud of snow
golden hour has warmed
the brown of dry leaves
to bronze
acorns buried carefully
down every frozen-ground hole …