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  2. TASTING SNOW

    Snow on those branches, lilac or cherry,
    will not mask the taste of autumn chill.

    Frozen twigs are just as brittle as dead
    vines on the mottled lattices blown off

    from their rotten moorings. Will nails
    hold them down at next riveting? How

    firm will their hold be on these trellises?
    Even this abandonment will not last.

    That bush will bloom again, the tree rises
    again to restore those spattered perches.

    They cannot die those who have sprung
    from the earth when living is still in style.

    — Albert B. Casuga
    12-18-11

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