Sabrina As if your human shape were what the stormCascading snowflakes settle in the pines,Onto my frozen fingers.Hoarfrost is in his bones and on his head,Scrawny wolves, and you,Only a whiter absence to my mind,So you can watch me watch uplifted snowand the Splendid Splinter. For a few dreamy dollars,Snow haze gleams like sand.Yes. You'd want that said, (if youAgain awaken from your being gone to findIn the dread circle hemmed by glaciers,Chose to walk out of it, they'd have to passI am sleeping, and dreaming, and wandering alongWhere, as I discover as I go throughOr else, like us, sunk into some long gazeAs distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,To follow in the path of their brief blossomingThe weight of being born into exile is lifted.
