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  • Writer's pictureJubilee Lipsey


Updated: Dec 5, 2019

Pink haze wreaths a scarf around

Rock shoulders,

Steadying dizzy scapes

Against arctic wind.

The land’s jagged, full of sharpened edges,


Deepened where His Fingers shaped

And carved the canyons,

Nestled Knuckles

Between trees breathing cold.

Scattered points of pine

Flock the valleys–

A conifer carpet

Amid open spots of white.

From above, flattened ridges

Watch the sky, waiting

For the blushing warm

To cast a smile on their face.

— Jubilee A. Lipsey, 2016

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