Spring Equinox 2006

Cold lives

night sky breeds with river wind

through replacement windows

kissing my nose, my cheeks

  Being dark


Warmth lives

courts as night pall flits away

my hip mends under covers, tear slips

  Healing wounds


  Through panes

wrought iron modifies – lamp to fixture.

Twelve hours, on the dot, ore returns to

  Being light


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. jenn nixon
    Mar 20, 2009 @ 14:09:29

    Love it!

    I’m going to try and finish reading your piece tomorrow before the meeting. Had a busy week. Tell you all about it soon!


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