SEEING

Mary F. C. PrattContemplative
For Kathleen Kolb

The way light stops on the side of the white house, works with bare trees to make shadows on the grass.

Clouds in their colors: yellow, purple, blue, gray. What moonlight does to snow. How streetlamps

change houses. Icebergs in context. The shapes of men and machines against the mountains and the sky.

The sawmill I passed every day and did not see until I saw it hanging on a wall, every log and wisp of smoke.

The house that anchored the old farm where last winter my old neighbor died.

Mary F. C. Pratt

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