Snow Shoes (The Right Stuff)

I imagined an old-fashioned thatch —
bamboo, birch, cat gut –
a magic, organic weave of the kind
that keeps our lives from sinking.

We fitted our new shoes, meshed
now in high-tech plastic,
then went thrashing in deep snow.
We managed, though they broke.

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4 Responses to Snow Shoes (The Right Stuff)

  1. Tom D'Evelyn says:

    What splendid quatrains! The twists of energy seem to spark along the stately lines. The last phrase brilliantly voices the formal upshot!

  2. Sarah says:

    Love it! Where/When?

    • jillbpearlman says:

      Cousin’s backyard at Mt Snow, beginning of the year! It was fun!! Thanks for commenting, as always – there’s a storm coming, let’s go together!

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