||[Mar. 18th, 2012|07:49 pm]
So it snowed twice today, and the snow melted away twice even though the ground was entirely covered each time. The first fall accompanied the dawn, and the second arrived when I went shopping, so I got to go into Safeway covered with big, fluffy snowflakes, then get back into the car covered with more. Of course the snow ended as soon as I got home, by which time the pines were white. |
Now the trees are back to their normal green, but the tumbling sky could bring more snow to turn them into ghosts of themselves again. I'll be indoors with hot cocoa and brownies, and a big pile of blankets, wondering why winter waited until two days before the vernal equinox to drop snow.
Never to Dream of Spiders
by Audre Lorde
Time collapses between the lips of strangers
my days collapse into a hollow tube
soon implodes against now
like an iron wall
my eyes are blocked with rubble
a smear of perspectives
blurring each horizon
in the breathless precision of silence
One word is made.
Once the renegade flesh was gone
fall air lay against my face
sharp and blue as a needle
but the rain fell through October
and death lay a condemnation
within my blood.
The smell of your neck in August
a fine gold wire bejeweling war
all the rest lies
illusive as a farmhouse
on the other side of a valley
vanishing in the afternoon.
Day three day four day ten
the seventh step
a veiled door leading to my golden
flameproofed free-paper shredded
in the teeth of a pillaging dog
never to dream of spiders
and when they turned the hoses upon me
a burst of light.