Remember when you kept a shadow over the beach for days?
Remember when you let the mountain snow go–
the rain showers dismantling
each ice crystal–you couldn’t
stop the floods, why would you?
Remember when you drained the lake from above
and it became the old lake–
was filled in and built over?
We don’t talk much, you and I,
and when we do, the language is in loops of vines and leaves and blood and veins.
It’s when I can sit still and just listen to the way you make the wind.
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April 3, 2015 at 9:50 am
What inspired it?
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April 4, 2015 at 11:46 am
Thank you for commenting Tokoni. The month, April in my home town is like it’s own season, still winter with freezing wind but so much sunlight that it can be warm too. Some of the plants try to become spring-like, but it is so different than the northwest part of the country… where it is spring. So, I personified April some years ago, and a friend said I should use nature as a prompt this month… it just tied in together. That’s the long answer, she (the month of April) has become Mother Nature in my mind, someone to talk to about all she is capable of this time of year. Thank you!
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April 4, 2015 at 12:09 pm
Thanks!
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