Snow Comments
Once with my scarf knotted over my mouth
I lumbered into a storm of snow up the long hill
and did not know where I was going except to the top of it.
In those days we went out like that.
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How are you doing back there? I shouted, and he said Fine, I'm doing fine, in the sunniest voice he could muster and I think I should love him more today for having used it. a fine poem. tony
Now I think of it when I stare at paper or into silences between human beings. The drifting accumulation. A father goes months without speaking to his son. distancing in relationship. tony
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7/29/2025 2:03:58 AM # 1.0.0
How are you doing back there? I shouted, and he said Fine, I'm doing fine, in the sunniest voice he could muster and I think I should love him more today for having used it. great expressions. tony