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Frozen over [344]

Frozen over

Bleak bouquet of ice-pack clogging veins
of mountains weeping sweeping winter's
wreckage to the sea — a sea that waits
this day-bright day of white — the white
of glistening slopes, the cold of expectant
come-what-may — what may become
of this jam that clogs the sway of channels
as they melt — then swiftly flow to the sea.

© Kåre Enga [177.344] (13.februar.2021)

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Earlier version: Frozen over

Bleak bouquet of ice-pack clogging veins
of mountains weeping sweeping winter's
wreckage to the sea — a sea that waits
this day-bright day of white — the white
of glistening slopes, the cold of expectant
come-what-may — what may become
of this jam that clogs the sway of channels
as they melt — melt then flow to the sea.

© Kåre Enga [177.344] (13.februar.2021)