WINTER TRILOGY
I. Come out and Play
Little one, come out and play.
Tease me; take my white hands;
they’re soft and yielding.
Roll them into a ball, throw it
against the windows where the
lights are flickering. Inside
it is warm but no aspens glow.
II. Ten Below Zero
Ten below zero. A stiff world
outside, still shrouded in fog
It’ll be dark from four onwards.
but it is beautiful to see the
candle lights twinkling from
the windows. It is beautiful to
have flowers and green moss
in the house.
III. Gray White World
Crosswinds swirl over a gray-
white world, stands of oak in
drifting snow. See the sunlight
through the pines, see the last
yellow birch leaves twirl and fall,
carrying the scent of the
ending year.
What I like most about this season
is how everything is stripped down
bare, and time barely feels like time.
I miss the colors and gold of summer,
but this is also good, this darkness,
without which nothing grows.
