Snow, a poem by Stephanie Laterza

Snow

Quiet
snow fall-
ing unsuspect-
ing coming
down and fall-
ing silent on an undisturbed
red roof is peace without
opinion.

A soft white quietude,
falling more of the same
lays down and
lays down
without words
without blemish
to declare its coming.
An unscented soft
powder makes a cushion
for its own sake
for even shouts become muffled
and the mighty synaptic branches
of long stripped trees
rest in a reverent gray sky.

- Stephanie Laterza

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