“New Snow” by Jamison Paul

New snow;

My dog gallops along, scooping it up

And for once I’m not worried

At what she may suffer from our pollution:

Snow falls, blanketing everything anew,

A white particular fog that isolates us as we walk,

Limiting our world to a block or two of Juneau neighborhood,

Never far from the ocean…

And every now and then a breath-taking glimpse of mountainside

And frosted vertical trees;

The immensity that surrounds us,

Which I for the most part take for granted in my daily routine—

A routine that I hide in from what we’ve done with our world.

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