Is this the place you dreamed about?
Come on in. Winters not gone yet
Just like last season. I swear
To me you will say, 'Laugh away!'
Weather and time on opposite walls
Entirely recycled
At the base of a snow bank
Five-carat diamonds with winking eyes
Surrounded by a platinum filigree
Most rare
At the rickrack edge of the river
Whimsical magpies making a mockery
In and of nature
Beyond, rose-cut diamonds unopened
Does not shine. In patches grow
Like the fallen sun
This strange arrangement
A form of protest
Winters not gone yet
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