Monday, February 5, 2018

Ice Music (Day 383)


come out   into 
the dearest sliver 
                       of night   
intuit  improvise  take 
    turns warming 
thin sensitive fingers   tickling 
the pitiless ice   the brush
  of its steely surface 
       like the merest kis
            of arctic fur  
breaking against 
your bare neck   curved 
strings of errors composing 
instrumental openings 
into delicate 
     musical lakes 
resonating   a still 
  slight sound
in a softer space  



(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Photo: Emile Holba