Winter 1868 ~ Normandy (after Monet's The Magpie) by Sharmagne Leland-St. John The meadow's hushed and white Long shadows from the wattle fence Stretch their fingers out To sketch a drawing in the Freshly fallen drifts of snow The languid lake is frozen over No more a mirror of the autumn sky Opaque and icy Summer's school of rainbow Now sleep in drowsy winter's keep Camille and baby Jean Sit warmed by kitchen hearth Pulling loaves of crusty bread From brick oven Sweet butter from a wooden churn Pickled onions from her larder Because there's nothing left to eat It seems the wolf is always at their door On top rung of gate Magpie waits so patiently Winter storm over
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