“low winter sun” by Sharnon Knight
“low winter sun”
a pathfinder’s way
ends at home
fresh snow and bare trees
a welcome sight
We swore we passed the same farmhouse. Weather-worn, with a silo near the barn, and perhaps a shed set back in the same, full field. Each one lay along a state road in Vermont, out of Vergennes, on the way to Stowe during the pre-GPS days. We traveled up there for a weekend hiking with the Appalachian Mountain Club then.
Years later, we would take that route again, this time on our way home from Smuggler’s Notch, just north of Stowe. Somehow, those farmhouses looked no older than before.
winter field
so little light left
to resist the dark
afternoon shadows swallow
a snow-covered propane tank
for dVerse Poets Pub–Poetics, hosted by Mish
Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday#Poetry Challenge #66
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