this is magical & rugged & beautiful. I'm very happy to have read this poem
KS
On 13/02/2008, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> snapshot 13 february 02008
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> winter rain
> unsheathing
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> winter rain
> brown ground emerges
> from its snowy scabbard
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> goldfish rise drowsy
> to the rippling surface
> of their small pond
> drift back down
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> puddles and dirty runnels
> soak the flower beds
> a woodpecker searches
> under the shingles
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> the city sends its workers
> out in white trucks
> to cut back and collect
> ice broken branches
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> mud on the fenders
> mud on the hubcaps
> mud on the winter boots
> mud on the carpet
>
> life is busy in the underground
> it reaches up, it reaches down
> it makes its little tunnels
> it takes what is left over
> it takes what is spit out
> what is buried and denied
> it takes it all, it drinks the rain
>
> feed it ashes and snow
> shit and shriveled rinds
> gristle and coffee grinds
> feed it blood and bone, your own
> seed, your own cut nails
> it takes it all, it drinks it down
>
> crows celebrate in the bare trees
> sparrows fly to the river by hundreds
> the snow geese will come, they will
> come back to the river, to the marshes
> winter rain, winter rain, winter rain
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> ~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=
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