Five Willows Literary Review

Bare to Green

 

Bare is the season

Twig by brittle twig

Updraft and downdraft

Rain followed by sleet

 

Hot tea in my room

Frigidaire kicks over, hums

Know it is electricity

Borrowed from Susie

 

T.S. Eliot for measure

Rod McKuen for laughs

In between, ice cream

And e.e. cumming’s “Big Olaf”

 

So long I am insulated

From the world and insults

I can play this lonely game

Until the twigs bud green