A Moveable Garden

Dreaming Snow
with a nod to Pseudomonas syringae & “a host of other biological bits”

The snow falls again, paperlike, weightless,
edged and cutting, not enough to gather itself, 
only enough to breathe the ground, 
which is already white, which is already 
holding firm to the cleaving roots; the snow

whitely whispering its distant message
to the still sleeping mantle, muffled carapace
and microbial indwelling, the mute chorus 
of the thready, the fungal and larval, who mumble and
stir, decipher signals, distil pollen. render ash; the snow

borne of bacteria, dust, salt, its frozen body
marked from birth by the smidgen, elemental mingle
of earth and sky, drifting beyond and below, bearing
the faintest memory of stems, sap, vestiges of stars 
scattered across the conjured cosmos
dreaming snow. 

©M Wms 2024