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Poetry

01/04/2017

Photo by Alma Barkman

 

He casts forth his ice as morsels. . . .
(Ps 147:17 KJV)

Cool Treat

The winter is bitter
but last night God sweetened the season
by making a batch of snow candy
as thick and white as divinity fudge
whipped into peaks
spread quickly
and swirled with knife edge of wind.
This morning I feast my eyes
on his confection.

By Alma Barkman