Bark

A living Ansel Adams tableau
white birches stretching heavenward
over a winter scene of white on white
A monochromatic world too bright
for my eyes behind the photogray lenses
the black of the bark outlines edges
differences in the still wood
curls and sheets on the ground too
give depth and form, to add dimension
planes of space
preserved in my memory

2/25/06 21:13

Bark

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