Sunday, January 05, 2014

The north wind is high

The north wind is high and warm
fetching a sweet scent

with the first signs of
long and heavy rain

A man I spy engaged in
the simple acts of folding laundry

is a folder of illusions
and a rearrangement of feeling

The brute fact of love
echoed through the windows

open to the morning’s warmth
The sparrows squabble on the pavement below


5.1.14

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