Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Day #20: Poem One: Winters Light
Green River Cemetery covered by ice
still displays a Christmas
scene on its western side.
Wreaths and pines decorated
in a rich red broad ribbon
circle a newer grouping
of headstones
and a marble bench
MCGUANE etched in its side
The sun glares down from
about 35*, bright white
streaks cross my sight
cross against the barn red
of the town's
fairground Roundhouse
January at 4 pm
is cold
the sun begins to
set a dark golden color
strong light
busts out a final explosion
before the cold wins.
A charcoal gray
and deep midnight blue
fold themselves over the world.
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