Bound By Symmetry

Louise Glück, “Early December in Croton-on-Hudson”

poetryeater:

Spiked sun. The Hudson

Whittled down by ice.

I hear the bone dice

Of blown gravel clicking. Bone-

pale, the recent snow

Fastens like fur to the river.

Standstill. We were leaving to deliver

Christmas presents when the tire blew

Last year. Above the dead valves pines pared

Down by a storm stood, limbs bared …

I want you.

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    Spiked sun. The Hudson Whittled down by ice. I hear the bone dice Of blown gravel clicking. Bone- pale, the recent snow...

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