ManicDDaily

April in North County

It’s still too cold to rush
into the dawn, the clear blue cold too old
for me to want a fresh experience of it.  

Though I know it is a different clear blue cold
than March’s, or February’s, or early
December’s, still, 

I’ll let it sit over there
on the other side
of the window, while I sit here
beneath a blanket, waiting
for Spring.

Yes, I’d probably find it faster
on foot; it’s my guess that Spring anoints the shivering
more briskly than those under blankets;
imbues the bold
with a fresh and lively damp,
but I’ll just camp here
for the moment.

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Little poem for April 11.  The above is a picture from one of my favorite children’s books, Snail Taxi.  (I’m not sure that Snail Taxi takes place in April but I like the pic.)  Snail Taxi is not yet on Amazon, but is available on Blurb here.  Check it out—it is a very sweet little book (and I think it’s on sale right now!)

Have a good day!