Still Life in Motion

A poem.

Still Life in Motion Beyond the bedroom
 window,
 a winter-white
 morning.
 Nothing stirring.
 Snow slides
 from a hemlock
 branch,
 the branch rises.
  – Martha Helen Nelson

 
 
 

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