Snow by Jared Carter

Snow

It was snow, finally, through which
. . . . . . . .you turned to go –
A whiteness suddenly gone thick
. . . . . . . .within the flow

Of wind – large flakes brushing against
. . . . . . . .our cold faces,
Our lashes, enlarging the dense
. . . . . . . .empty spaces

Between us – those surrogate tears
. . . . . . . .somehow showing
By their vanishing it was clear
. . . . . . . .you were going.

by Jared Carter.

Editor’s Note: This poem’s spare imagery says a great deal with very few words. The form embodies the season, which in turn represents the narrator’s emotional loss.