Snow Fences

Undulating with the land Lining roads like concert chairsOr spiked hair on shaven heads Stalwartly just standing there Oft’ a perch for falcon’s rest Summer frame for winding vine Holding firm they pass the testBraving weather of all kinds Catching troves of tumbling weeds Flat toothpicks knit in stout rows Cannot bind the blowing windContinue reading “Snow Fences”