Sta.sh
framed by a window,
a section of winter's dim sky
seems neither stingy nor prodigal now.
half rain, winter mist,
christens the sky,
against which water-slicked roofs
and the brittle silhouettes of dark trees rise.
there is such necessity to name:
dark tree
leafless tree
unclothed oak
the mind cannot tolerate
the cleanliness of the thing.
constructing meaning,
it is easy to wonder about the sky.
after all,
what do the arthritic hook and jag
of a bare tree mean,
and what does a steel sky signify?
clean surface, deeply cracked,
or perhaps the pale background
for the great tragedy of a tree?
today the sky spreads a pale gray wing
to enable a dark bird to circle
possibly hurt and alone,
looking for the fact of its nest,
but I am warm,
as I sit at a table cluttered
with coffee cups, books, and terra cotta pots,
whose earth contains
ivy, mint, pine, jade...
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i love wrapping up in a blanket
looking out my window and the cold exterior world
you really captured that feeling for me!
Absolutely beautiful, gives me a chilled feeling.<3
very much so,
it's so beautiful.
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'there is such necessity to name" end of quote....
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can't seem to fave...but i love this verse.