on some nights, like this one –
out in the snow near to midnight –
the size of living can be altered
for a short time, I can be small –
a warm-furred mouse trailing punctuation
across the unmarked drifts
© Sarah Whiteley
I took the most enchanting walk through the falling snow late last night. The streets were quiet and not a car moving in sight. Every tree was wrapped in white, and the night felt huge and soft. Sometimes it’s nice to find these reminders that I don’t need to leave the confines of the city to find peace and contentment in nature.
My newest chapbook Wandering Wonderful is now available for pre-order from Finishing Line Press.