Christian Guay-Poliquin THE WEIGHT OF SNOW

For André B. Thomas

today

time turned the snow to metal

and the silence rejoiced

to form a perfect union

the white strokes rush groundward

mountains grab onto

the bark of trees and on

spiny arms

the greens disappear

the blues become opalescent

the edges of the browns and russets

fade

at times

a bird will draw a black line

across this accelerated space

—J.-N. POLIQUIN, WINTER 1984

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