winter night

Early darkness

the house creaks with the wind and cold

Anything but rest is out of the question

who would go out in ten-degree weather?

Who can imagine anyone at a restaurant or cinema tonight?

The kitchen is neat, the sinks cleared, the stove wiped, the dishes put away

boots drying at the furnace register inside the back door

I make tea and look for  a new book

Maybe one with sunlight dancing along the crests of the green waves

I look outside at the frozen ground, the frozen gates and fences

and thank God for this warm house, these lit hallways,

the sound from the television in the other room,

her shadow on the wall.

Copyright 2015

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