"Blue Snow" by Frank Freeman

blue snow

when space
opens
between
portions of
snow
a blue
shade
appears

bluer
the deeper

white
shading to
blue

it always
draws me
up short

stop
a
moment
and
stare

at
blue
snow

follow
it
down
to the
word 

crevasse

Frank freeman

Frank Freeman’s poetry has been most recently published in Grey Sparrow Journal, San Pedro River Review, The Decadent Review, The Opiate, The Raven Review, and is forthcoming in Verdad, Main Street Rag, Rat’s Ass Review, and Sequoia Speaks. His book reviews, essays, and stories have appeared in many venues. He grew up in Texas, Connecticut, and California, then moved to Boston for grad school and married a Maine woman who wanted Maine back. House, kids, dog, cat, chickens, bees, small family business. He writes in the mornings to stay sane and keeps family-business books in the afternoons.

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