In Harshness
In the crunch of fiberglass,
a shattered mirror dangling on a wire.
In the biting words of a text-message slap,
the piercing cold stare of an evaluator’s review.
In every word and action taken or not.
In every inch of fallen snow power-thrown before sunrise.
Not only in rippling lakes cold sunset
first published in Image Curve, March 3, 2017
republished here
photograph by Mathieu Nicolet
Update: for Poets United–Midweek Motif–word
Frank J. Tassone 
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