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Stepping out, I mark the crispness
clearfresh crunch surrounds my sole
as I sink up to my ankles
sole drinks up the flavour
stop a minute now to savour
clearfresh frozen water
gathered in the air
from places I have never heard of, never seen.
Toes taste squeaky sweetness
I run along the walkway
on tiptoe, like a fairey
in my bathrobe, I'm a fairey
it's past midnight, I'm a fairey
glitter falling on my hair, my lips, my chin
coldfire on my feet
I'm barefoot, I'm a fairey
dancing barefoot in the falling, fallen snow.

Cybele Pomeroy, 28 February 2003

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