I awoke this morning to unexpectedly
see
A well-produced (for Central Java) parody
Of a thousand snowfalls from a thousand
memories.
Though a strange place to see this,
it's not strange to me.
A soft light falls diffuse on pristine
white ground
Until dirtied with man-made streaks
black and brown.
Though my old friend Jack Frost is
nowhere to be found,
Pele's fiery cousins abound.
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