Saturday, January 30, 2021



The dog paws across the crusted snow

While two birds volley a two-note song 

Back and forth between two trees.

Everything is perfectly still and silent

Otherwise and I am afraid to move.

Sunrise has been reticent

Lately and this deep freeze

That frosts me to the bone

Is supposed to last until next week.

Yes, it’s nice to have been present 

While the world put on its two-act play

But it would have been better

If I hadn’t had to see it alone.


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