You caught my eye, you
river of ice. You ask me
no questions. I’ll tell you,
peaks and valley hurricane.
You howling blizzard of salt.
Here is a white cave but no warmth.
Slow. Don’t walk too far.
Life is somewhere else.
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john mann poems 
“Nothing” replace “no questions.” ? “Ask me no questions” is a near cliche. “valley hurricane” wasn’t a clear image for me. It took me out long enough to ponder what that means. Litterally, there is no such catagory. There is such a thing as a “land hurricane,” Otherwise the poem engages mind and imagination. I’d say it’s a winnah!
After several more readings I find myself thinking Emily Dickenson and that can’t be bad