once a place where I was

Hey Norm,

I feel like something is missing here, like the word-painting as is isn't "enough" yet. I like the straight, simple approach to a straight, simple way of living but there is no *pop* for me in a moment, subtle or loud, of truth, insight or emotion.

The line about snow reads like a set-up for something (Snow - in summer? Wow! What did you do?) that doesn't arrive.

Because the poem overall is so quiet, the super-quiet ending is too quiet for me.Overall, you have the set-up for the big poetic-give; you just have to figure out what that is.

~t