Snowed In


Endless snow across the steppes,

Mountains rising like shadows in the far distance

No grass no wood no tree, no stone

All tracks covered, dirtless,

There is no blood but mine.

This is a chain with no reaction,

And the snow leopard freezes

Without meat

And death is bright and clear.

Sally Clay
Northampton
April 21, 1996


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