Snowstorm

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Dragging on the valley floor,
moist drapes of clouds
spread open a window
to the sacred mountain—
white ermine across her shoulders.

Complete, at last!

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One response to “Snowstorm

  1. I enjoy the wordpictures your heart makes in your writing

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