tonight wakewhen late winter returnshome your inmatein your nightgownwith your candle kneelbeside your bed and shiverafter you go to bedafter you go to sleepwhen the horizon’s become a pursethat today’s early summer’sreturned her sun towhen the warm breathof today’s spring’s beenexpelled from your chamber into thelate winter’s dawn at duskthe cold air seeps into your… Continue reading