Valley (Sno-Po): Poem


Valley (Sno-Po)


The snow makes plain the plains

leaves the slopes sketchy;


it clarifies the trees, their branches

and their branches’ inter-distances.


To some bits adds more information, details

only a transparent woman or man can see they can’t see –


when their lungs are fretted by chill filigree,

before the out-breath makes itself crass, like brass-work.


A peregrine’s eyes, maybe, or a tight German-lensed

camera from 1956 might get into the swing of it:


patterned idiosyncracies, unhunted, branded,

mid-air criss-cross over lower-down layerings.


Soon I will fail to recall the complexities

of my dismay.



Hawthornden, 2018


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