In my coat I sit
At the window sill
Wintering with the snow …
The Dead of Winter by Samuel Menashe in Samuel Menashe: New and Selected Poems
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MY SOUL’S WINTER
by
Jamie Dedes
soul’s winter with days like secret lights
like eels slithering in the depths of the sea
with vague interests and a fathomless eye
stilled by a gray groping arctic freeze into
thinking of what-fors, whys, then howling
and waking up in spring with the hope of
answers in the hint of fresh green summer
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© poem, Jamie Dedes, 2011 All rights reserved
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It certainly has it’s seasons, Jamie. Beautifully done
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Thanks, Blue, for your visit and for taking time to comment.
Many blessings,
Jamie
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