So quiet

So quiet
it was
this morning

only the hum
of the furnace
and
snow blowers working

Stillness,
starkness
white all around

Except
what is bare -
The trees
and other objects
protruding
from the
frozen tundra

grasping for warmth
for a sun not shining

So quiet
only the ticking of a clock
or chimes
ringing on the hour

Absent noises
Who do they belong to
Where do they come from
Hidden corners

So quiet
hammering I hear
The phone rings
The quietness ...
It stops.