By Lorna Ye

The city shrinks into a rectangle view 
from the window of the skyscraper
snowflakes cascading down along
with the fast falling dusk
swells of impeccable white
whip everything in chill
the splendid, the modest,
the orderly, the chaotic,
all wrapped in the tentative purity
and freshness
something like a fantasy
in reality

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