January 15, 2012

snow and ice skating swans

snow-the feel the smell
the texture of the air
the shift in the weather
the first real snowfall
accumulating white
flake by flake
light and airy
a film of white
cell by cell
cleaning the world

“Andromaque, je pense à vous!
Andromache, I think of you as I look down…” 
(Le Cygne À Victor Hugo)
~Charles Baudelaire