Anthony Burkett

(25 April 1954 / USA)

An Evening Alone

Snow softly falling
Its quietness gently broken
Who's there? Is it you?

Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014

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  • Elena Sandu (1/22/2014 9:40:00 PM)

    Beautiful! Indeed, sometimes I also wonder if the snow could make us feel an increase of silence. Maybe it helps us to retreat inside self. Nature always does it, but the snow push us look deeper that the wind, water or or sun, we need to search for the warmth of own heart. The sound may have been the writer's steps sincronizing to his heart beat. (Report) Reply

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