On the White Hill
On the white hill—moonlight
bright on the hemlocks
drooping with snow, bright
on the hill where deer tracks go.
The trees toss their snow
in the wind on the hill,
and the prints vanish now—
one by one, they go.
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Sally Nacker lives in a small house in the woods of Redding, CT with her husband and two cats. Wild birds are her joy. Recent publishing credits include Canary, ONE ART, Third Wednesday, and The Sunlight Press. Kindness in Winter is her newest collection.
So beautifully evocative of a moment.