almost spring
longer days
after-dinner walks have resumed
almost spring
longer days
after-dinner walks have resumed
It’s in the light sifting through your bedroom window
It’s in the street when the whole world is pitched and slow
It’s in the basement, where you left it
It’s in the ground
It’s in your head
~ Neil Hilborn
“I don’t know what it is, but I do know where to find it”
I hear the quiet
in the dark
and smell the warm sunlight
dancing across the wall
I see the crack in the jar
where the cover doesn’t quite fit
I feel the chip in the wall
in the shape of a ragged heart
I taste the offering of sweetness
waiting on the table
I think
this is me
my self portrait
“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”
T.S. ELIOT
(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)
there’s a different feel to November
now that the days are shorter
and the leaves are on the ground