I know it is out of season, but maybe we need a bit of out of season poetry to combat this heat wave in Minn. Here is a revised poem that I originally wrote for a poetry class last April. It is also where this blogs previous name was contrived from.
I might as well include the blogs previous header photo in this post. It seems fitting.
& rabbits to rescue them
erasing tracks
unwilling
with
today’s falling snow-petals.
they know human eyes
disguise,
to
settle down after them,
counting full moons from bushes
with every step-- existence
bound to toes,
crossing our yards with snowshoes.
give them a sign,
black ice blades & rabbits
to rescue them,
slice through, beg
God
in the yard, , ,
grooves on roofs build anthills,
fresh
snow settles, fills in.
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