Quietus Of White On White Poem by William F Dougherty

Quietus Of White On White



In glacial grasp the harbors broods,
clogged with slabs and scows of ice;
flotillas sentenced to quietude
complain and creak in a polar vise.

The shore is sternly disciplined:
idle dunes, designed by the chill
pottering fingers of the wind,
sulk in dull composure still:

A plum-dark bruise of clouds concedes
a diminished slant of brittle light
to the rusty spines of grass and seeds
poking like hairs from mummified white.

Friday, June 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,nature,winter
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