A skin of frost on the ground,
in the branches, the yellowed fields
film of ice on the pond
low fog lit on down the road
light in the windshield
shafts highlight
glowing milkweed pods
bursting for later rebirth
Quiet, rumble of the engine
Heading from home
heading to work
reversed in the dark
(Raymond A. Foss)
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