Sunday
Feb012009
ode to the shortest month
Sunday, February 1, 2009 at 04:10PM february, oh february
it seems your time has come
again
you, the shortest of months
and yet the longest
your cold days dragging on and on
and on
keeping me buried in darkness
longing for spring
february,
the sweetest of months
and also the cruelest
i find it nearly impossible
to remember in your midst
that soon enough i will find green shoots
peeking out of the frozen earth
buds on the trees
lingering light at dinner time
february,
i want to love you
really, i do
i want to love the careless way
you carry me to the threshold of spring
the way that you stop short
at twenty eight
as though you know
that i can't take another day
oh february,
i promise to try again this year
to appreciate you
deeply
each day
(there are only twenty eight
after all)
to enjoy your icy-coldness
to love your darkness
to embrace your pink flowers
and your conversation hearts
(i promise to try
but won't you work with me?
a few more of these fifty degree dayswould be so nice
a gesture of friendship)
i suppose
if we try - if we both try
that we'll find a way,
we only have twenty seven
more days together
after all.

Reader Comments (17)
I'm glad you're starting more paperwhites! You're hurricane must be smaller than mine, because your bulbs look huge!
how was today?? can't wait for a report.
i love all the painting bits you've been sharing lately, thank you.