Publisher's Synopsis
The ambiguity of snow
Dog wishes, buried
in squinty sun
may never sprout
deeper dreads down
under may deface
even terror's stun gun
before bright dawn
pours on white cloth
buffered over white
strain and shows no
blood on the collar-
but the dead ground,
bone's crypt, dazzles,
unwinds a drape to hide
a corpse stuffed in.
"Appelbaum, whom we must thank for his work at New Paltz's Codhill Press as well as for his poetry, acquits himself well, writing of big topics with a light hand using a spare, short line." -- Chronogram
