she danced
 like she was settling

fingerprint frost emblazoned on her skin
 above everyone else
 skirt blooming; dying
arms outstretched--

shivers up her spine:

 her only fear was flying.

 i knew a wintergirl once.

 from up out of the snow-flakes
 falling on her appleglass eyes,

 and with thoughts like mountains
 words made of icicles
 the delicate orange blossom painting her lips,

 she rose
moonlight monument
 to soar on the stars.

by Sarah Goehring


  1. Delicate and multilayered, new meanings appear with each rereading. Thank you.


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