Snow Passages
Time at times moves so slow
Clouds form chains of smoke and fog
Shadows glide across the snow
Pages flicker catalog
Faces names elusive frames
Numbers may materialize
Tracks leaving, before the train
Appears at last within your eyes
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2026-03-17 at 00:38
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