Colours from a Dog-Sled

I’m thinking cold these days, maybe because it’s January and should be cold, at least in the Northern Hemisphere. It’s also blues time when people tend to get depressed, reaction from holiday excitements, the sense of being back to everyday normal. Yet even cold and everyday have their colours …



blue within green, white                                                     IMG_6074_12.22.08 shadows
in blue:  patterns slide a leap of ice
plummet under a Jaeger’s wings
into waves of silence

the sled crosses an open lead
into a loon’s call
echoing down a crevasse
in the glacier’s sill

the stretched white land buckles
breaks into runnels of poppies
tossing among willow-herb
on the blade of the Arctic


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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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