Early Sunday morning
leaving the highway
Sparkles off the shoulder
draw our gaze
to the marsh, the grasses
the sparkling color
captured in frozen fog
Light refracting and pulsing
new frost clinging
shrub and nettle,
goldenrod and milkweed
blanketed, crystallized
ablaze, afire,
captured in frozen fog
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edited June 25, 2014
Frozen Fog – v2
December 20, 2005 13:47
Frozen Fog
exit ramp, exit 1,
Rte 89
Concord, NH
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