Waldemar Ens Poems
- Winter Love White snow crunches under black boots ...
- Evening Walk Rounded sliver of new moon hangs like a window ...
- Elvis Costello those iconic horn rims receding hair black ...
- Psalm Viii Green pushes out onto wintered sticks as if it ...
- Radiation Red laser lines criss-cross the ceiling and my body...
- Evening Stillpoint Rippling lake lapping shore dock juts ...
- Fisher Kings We all lie here with our wounds radiating ...
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White snow crunches under black boots hunched
against harsh wind biting at face in the late
dawn of early winter everything zips up into
itself and closes up shop pulling down shutters
and drying up like a raisined grape in the
cruel dry air of December and our breath escapes
in bursts of white fog rising and dissipating
until it becomes a part of the frigidity hunkering
down replacing thin summer blankets with thick
quilts warm and cozy so when we finally shed our
sweatshirts and thick socks and find flannel we
can float in a cocoon of private summer