House of the Poet
Beyond the split rail of your balcony
Lie the Blood of Christ Mountains
Backdrop adobe peaks white as spirit
Rise before black clouds of snow
Storms to cool the passion of kisses
All the way from Peruvian Andes
By the mantle of your hot fire
In the gift giving room adorned
For Noel
What warmth can compare to
Fire inside when from each window
Snow and ice spiking downward
Lights your skin smooth and pure
As snow flickering with flame
Here in Hal Bynner's home
Jack Jameson 1/'09
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