NATURE Poem: To Keep Warm, by Catherine Huebner

Mountains bleed with smooth
white dust. I can’t imagine
summer ever existing past
these frozen pines.

Stars become corrupted by cascading
gray mist. All that seems to shimmer
is sticky frost invading wet sticks—
but I’ll pretend they are celestial bodies.

Praise the rusted flame
extinguished by nature’s whispered
breath. I am brittle
to her charming winter.

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