The Storm Poem by Nora Marks Dauenhauer
The Storm
Like people
emerging from a steambath,
bending over,
steaming from their heads
and shoulders,
the ring of the mountains
from the Chilkat Range
to the Juneau ice field
as if in steambath towels
of snow flurries;
at their feet
are foaming white caps of sea
like water thrown on rocks
steaming from the heat.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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