Sunday, February 14

Freezing




The temperature froze
motion itself
kept the last drip
and next last also
perpetual, transfixed—
put another way
it sprung the rest of us
free from time, to wander
in those moments:
patrons at the art show,
students at the museum,
to murmur quietly
mill about, whispering—
Look at that! Did you see—
pondering, as if framed
the moment Winter froze.



February 2021

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