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Snow blindness

After a few days we don’t notice
the whiteness, only the quiet and
the quality of light.
Here, looking out of the window
the sky is heavy with brightness;
there’s a persistent drifting; nothing is recorded
except momentarily, then hush-hush cover up-
the fine dusting.
We don’t mention the loss of surface,
don’t feel the weight behind the double glazing.
We don’t see the white wind drive the garbage
up the hill; we turn away back to our artificial hearth
into the broken arc of the snow dome.

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