at first, it is heavy winter
and then it is lightly not winter–
lasting a tiny moment, allowing the crocuses and the snowdrops
to sing their siren songs of spring,
knowing all the while—
it will be winter through the window in March again
“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.”
from Damage by Josephine Hart, 1991
everything ends—but even in the end, there can be beauty
yes, there were cracks in the foundation
sometimes,
thoughts seem brittle
she writes poems with her eyes closed
in the darkness of the night,
but the words escape her memory
with the early-morning light
“And the painting, above his head, was the still point where it all hinged: dreams and signs, past and future, luck and fate. There wasn’t a single meaning. There were many meanings. It was a riddle expanding out and out and out.”
from The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt, 2013
puppies in the snow
cold winter landscapes
greys and blues and soft amber horizons
And I need you more than want you
And I want you for all time…
Lyrics from the song, Wichita Lineman, written by Jimmy Webb and first performed by Glenn Campbell on his album Wichita Lineman, 1968
whispered snowflakes in the blue hour of dawn,
dreams of a swirling turquoise sea,
sparkling quartz crystals and
gleaming sapphires in midnight skies
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