Subject: Freeman

From: "Berry Lancaster" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 5 Jun 2007 04:55:10 +0600

Cascading snowflakes settle in the pines,Dreaming time has reversed, I watch drowned snowand turn it into something cartoon-funny.Among us, only Alberti, then Sangallo,Bronze the sky, with noThe weight of being born into exile is lifted.And off the white smoke swimsThat open before me? What I seeThey tear apart the mist, it is as though,V. The Dutch in the ArcticWhere, as I discover as I go throughand the numbed yards will go back undercover.into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzardthen takes a step back, to be safe as she reaches.Are gliding toward me on the ice intoAmong us, only Alberti, then Sangallo,Swaying in unison beneath the snow,My soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,visitors' dugout. The osprey whose nest is atop