Deep Winter Drive/ poem by Ann Lauinger




Empty road and snow on the numberless twigs
in slender, unbroken
reticulations we’d never seen. Like bees
obscuring their honied frames, thick, wet flakes,
massed on the vertical planes of road signs

SLIPPERY
CONDITIONS
POSSIBLE

as if to thwart enemy invasion.
Whatever genius network powers
the signs can’t be any more beautiful or strange
than these intricate crystal miles

CONDITIONS
POSSIBLE

of trees glittering, ramifying countless ways,
freighted with their own sure meaning, but
converging on what distant point ahead

POSSIBLE
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Ann Lauinger’s newest book of poems, Dime Saint, Nickel Devil, is published by Broadstone Books; her two other books are Against Butterflies (Little Red Tree Publishing, 2013) and Persuasions of Fall (University of Utah Press, 2004), which won the Agha Shahid Ali Prize in Poetry. Poems and translations have appeared in publications including The Cumberland River Review, Georgia Review, Massachusetts Review, Parnassus, Plant-Human Quarterly, The Southern Poetry Review, and Valley Voices, as well as on Poetry Daily, Verse Daily, and Martha Stewart Living Radio. She is a member of the Slapering Hol Press Advisory Committee and a professor emerita of literature at Sarah Lawrence College, who lives along the Hudson River in Ossining, NY.

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