1

Bare trees, bare shrubs in blossom,
Far off, on the water meadow,
The air turned whitish too,
Swans camouflaged to the point
Of perfection, invisible,
While hunger compels
The little dark muntjac deer
To trespass on hedged lawns -
Exposed, their eyes dazzled
When the sun's rays erupt,
Flashing in so much white,
Their wary ways fluffed.


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But for milkman, laundryman
Who braved the lane cut off,
Slushed and iced into stillness,
No lesser white intrudes,
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