POEM OF THE DAY
August 11
The delicious crunch
Red hunting boots
tread frozen soil
Lord Yama in lady’s dress
fur-frocked and eager-smiled
to bite through deathly
Winter’s chill
The bone hush of boughs
breaking first green
then red. Then white.
The delicious crunch
Red hunting boots
tread frozen soil
Lord Yama in lady’s dress
fur-frocked and eager-smiled
to bite through deathly
Winter’s chill
The bone hush of boughs
breaking first green
then red. Then white.