The river deepens.
Winter solace detaches;
blushing with sunrise.
Shallowness impedes,
crowding inside radiance;
moths dissolve in flight.
G-d inhaling ice;
colder than distant moon-light;
this night of shadow.
Guard our deep secrets,
like darkness hiding in warmth.
the prairie curling,
floating into storm,
blizzards walking toward suns;
white silence—breathing.
River sprays color;
opening gardens like words;
leaf twirls silver air.
Sunrise is prison;
wisdom inside this journey,
last storm; summer birth.
(Minot, ND-1989)
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