culture in an insane time
This is beautifully powerful. How many of us have a "caged me"? Is the snow you described heard by anyone other than a "caged me"? Vignettes of life often capture an entire persona. Actions, non-actions. Mute the voices of babble and lend life to a lingering presence.
The vignettes are the life. Sensitive to them enough and poetry is possible. The grit under the oyster shell that forms the pearl.
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