Friday, December 23, 2016

THE DAY

The day
pulls its stop
on the sled
feeling like Alyosha K
in the Russian woods
as a heavy snow drops
on twigs, trees, and leaves
its icy shadows
of his footprint visitation
heads toward the monastery
saying goodbye to Dimitri
from the neighborhood
carrying an invitation
to a quiet villa
and a way out to the country.

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