July 17, 2006

  • Back when the winter was gathering
    Iceknives sharpening for fingertips
    Crescent and wave
    Inescapable progressing brevity
    We cowered in doorways
    Courting expansion
    Penny catalogues of curb and gutter
    What once gripped began to slide
    A volley overhead
    Smells of burnt plastic and pine
    Resolved to the unrepeatable

    But all that contracts must expand
    New faces now peer from the entries
    Yellow lawns to tend
    Songsmoke settles by the harbour
    Grows strong
    Reaches wider
    Brought to bear in full circle
    A certain uncertainty made good
    Taken beyond the poor west
    What warm corner now
    For the wayside countryman
    Keeping watch on the road
    From a hillside removed?

Comments (4)

  • How nice to hear from you!
    Nice piece of work.

  • Winter is such a lovely thought in this heat.

  • I like it when I can read something and have a visceral reaction and this poem did it to me.  A tension in the throat at the words....iceknives, inescapable, brevity, (and then a release at the throat) courting expansion, must expand, reaching wider, bear full circle, uncertainty made good.  This is my second read and the body still responded.  I enjoyed this-g

  • Thanks.. I did have fun..

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