Snow like a coating of mildew on fallen leaves. Sunrise turns the western ridge blood-red, punctuated by the yellow ribs of dead trees.


  1. I like that there is a duality about whether there is
    a snow like dusting of mildew
    or a mildew dusting of snow.
    Perhaps both =)

    Here is my echo =).

    Bright heat fills the senses.
    Leaves, green flags answering.
    Scarlet flowering beans hold close.
    Parsley pollen dust like fine snow.


    Tree, your form follows life in honest congruence,
    a fibonacci elegance written incrementally,
    in amber-red blood and grain.


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