thirst

I would never have
believed so much compassion
was in a snowflake

Someone told me yesterday about a book called Snowball Earth, which triggered a memory of a poem I wrote in the nineties which had the last line ‘snowflake compassion’. My poem this morning seems to be gathered from numerous sources. I dreamed last night, a woman’s compassion for me was expressed somehow through the element of water. So I guess I took ‘thirst’ as the implication. Snow was on my mind recently too because of reading the novel The Snow Child. There is also a funny echo of a line spoken by Lady Macbeth in the sleepwalking scene: Yet who would have thought the old man / to have had so much blood in him.

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