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Poems and prose written between March 20th, 2009-2010 |
| Snow dragon I feel your breath, cold brush of snizzle, slush against my cheek. I pour hot coffee, add light cream, white sugar. You tend to children help them glide across the ice You think of me. When? Never. We speak each month one minute, two and one time only three. We keep our separate hours. I poke my fingers deep into dark earth where life seeks warmth or dies. Yet there you soar, white dragon wings against a snow-filled sky. © 2009 Kåre Enga [166.42] 2009-04-25 Made a separate reviewable/ratable item on May 16th: "Snow Dragon" |