Nature’s wild wonder
Frozen branches bow and scrape the sky
Dry snow scuds across roads
Sun dogged with iridescence
Wind
Pulling
Forces coats tighter
Toques jammed on
Gloved hands in pockets
Wind
Pushing
Scarves flying like flags
Forcing tripping running steps
Hurried race across uneven ice to vehicles.
“The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.”
~ Joan Didion
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