Aspen woods
After their golds tremble, drip
to pools beneath,
after their whispers are rendered
by winds, the first snow
marks their still season -
white trunks from white ground: columns
of silence made visible.
After their golds tremble, drip
to pools beneath,
after their whispers are rendered
by winds, the first snow
marks their still season -
white trunks from white ground: columns
of silence made visible.
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