Tom Koontz
A Face of Winter
black coat
black hat
black scarf
black boots
he is a beauty mark
climbing the white hill
what if
you knew him
eyes, beard
and hair
black, black
and black
the sky that was blue all morning
has gone milky all afternoon
now the milk darkens
in snowladen pines
a red bird flickers
and goes out
the man has gone over
but the hill
a white beauty mark
climbs the black sky
Tom Koontz, An Ordinary World.