Snowbound (in Pennsylvania)

Now in DC rather than Pennsylvania, I find that big snowstorms have a different quality. Here is a poem I wrote when "snowed in" back when I lived in Bloomsburg:

Snowbound

Snowbound is that other world
in which no schedules sit
and no ambitions flare
to interrupt the bluest sky
and whitest field
and coldest air.

from JoAnne Growney's collection ANGLES OF LIGHT (Finishing Line Press, 2009), p 23.