Literature
The Snowflakes End With Grace
The snowflakes give up their ghosts
with grace,
with an aging
worthy of jealousy.
Their path from the clouds
is lucid and supple
and not
the incoherent avenue
that these wasted eyes travel.
They find their
End
on the cold glass-
It is a death of
distinctive wet translucence,
more endearing
than anyone could aspire to.
With this moist transience,
with this sheer complaint passing,
The snowflakes relinquish
their delicate forms,
And I cannot help
but envy their diaphanous departure.