painted with sparkle

with individual points of light
painted with sparkle
every reed, each blade of grass
everything on the hillside

the fields cut after gleaning
the rolling, living hills
painted with sparkle
with filaments of white

the handwork of sleeping
before the waking dawn
frost adorning each plant
to the horizon line


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November 20, 2012
the fields were alive with frost this morning
on NH Route 107 in Epsom, NH, Southbound,
with many vistas of white over the reeds and grain stalks, as
at 43.213132,-71.285279
going to the Deerfield Community School
November 19, 2012


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