Skip to first unread message
mj lemon
Jan 29, 2018, 1:56:41 PM1/29/18
to 19-poems-...@googlegroups.com, docto...@gmail.com
Winter in My House
a beginning or an end
time of discontent or
opportunity to rest
the best is yet to come
or failed harvest finds
grandparents paired with
newborns
A sense of benign union
a time of improvisation
anticipation of renewal recedes
when cold palms the heart
and infuses the body
reap equality with equanimity
"icy mortician
places each grain each snow flake
on the rigid earth"
Reply all
Reply to author
Forward
0 new messages