Frozen Solid
w I n d
swinging heavy with flakes
winter's underbelly chilling fingers and toes
on a Kyiv hill
in wounded wisps of snow
two small girls in boxy blue snowsuits
share the plastic toboggan
their push downward, a blur of swoosh
delirious clarity through the rattle of a confining cage
shell-twisted
history's rupture
training their thoughts past the gnawing void
where houses once stood
past boundaries where bricks and rubble end
and something else begins
sleighing outside of what blasts the city
two young girls on a sled that flips in an unexpected
direction
falling accepted, detours accepted
lopsided displacement
childhood that wishes to outlast the falling
familiar to those with crushed ribs
like broken umbrella wings
the fallout
from a despot's bare-bones grin
frozen solid like a glacier slipping itself into place
where every face is full of things unseen
Poem composed December 1/2022
Copyright © Brian Sambourne | Year Posted 2022
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