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Sun waxing…

by Kevin T. McEneaney
Tue Jan 30th, 2018

Midwinter sun waxing

ever so slowly each day

as cold nights probe freezing delights.

A parallelogram of ice

floats in a small pond,

leaving an impression

of disconnected abeyance….

 

With six more weeks of winter

the pond will once more

become a solid sheet of ice.

The exhalation of thaw

will become fleeting memory

like the coming snows

which will melt in spring.

 

Yet memory can be fickle—

it’s better to concentrate,

plan for spring bounties

like roots beneath the crust

we walk without much thought

of what those murky roots are planning

for the landscape we lightly tread….