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Seven Inches New Snow

Saint Paul, 4 January 2006
 
Blowing down the eastern slope of the Continental Divide
Streamlines flowing below the ice to the Yellowstone
Billowing over snow-crusted prairie stubble
In a flurry of electrons to my In-Box
Seven inches new snow at Bridger
Now it's time to slough my skin
Crystallize to a snow flake
Hitch a ride to Red Lodge
I'll take up residence
In Hellroaring Creek
High in the pass
On that ancient 
Patch of snow
That doesn't
Melt