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Thick trunks raise wide webs

of limbs - a tangle of winter

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woods, inked against white

night sky. Still-whiter,

shawls of snow wrap branches

near my window

while sheer curtains of flakes

flutter against its glass.

Inside, along windowsills

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candles signal that here,

sparks are fanned into light,

coals into embers.

Here, webs of limbs become

kindling, lifeless trunks

blaze. A hearthfire rages,

simplifying knots and snarls

of firewood into

ash, fine enough

to sift back into soil.

Beneath white blankets

tangled roots remember