This is for dVerse. Björn asked us to be conscious of how we punctuate the silence in this poem. I normally do use commas and dashes and sometimes periods for full stops, but I did try to be extra aware of pauses here.
in the blue-white of a snowy morning
silence reigns. . .
winds brush all with feathered wings,
but hush the birds, who do not sing
as they huddle in their nests and wait. . .
and I, with cup in hand, sit still,
wonder if it ever will
get warm again. . .
by window side, there I bide,
I look outside on winter white,
the whipping flakes diffusing light,
I gaze, listening to the out and in,
and the quietness of everything