Last Halt Poem by Igor Balatsky

Last Halt



a dawn in spring
a clock-hour halt
all that remains
when snow is rather hot –
to have a snack
to take a little nap
to brace the hearts –
and win that bloody war


'The Way of Grass'

Sunday, January 22, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: snow,spring
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