Winter

by Robert Lloyd Jaffe

Walking outside
in a bulky coat,
the lake, frozen,
and white trees,
I can’t hear anything--
the sun’s glare is so painful
on the white.
The sun’s noise,
the lake’s silence.




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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.


Last updated May 06, 2016