As The Frost Lifts Poem by Bernard Kennedy
As The Frost Lifts
the frost is lifting,
so crunching boot ground sounds
soften in the spring,
though fugue like
the air is a cold rhapsody
in dublin south morning.
Hope does not spring,
merely uncoils itself
warmed into joy.
yes, nature is never spent
except
where economic matters
cull the reservoir.
Friday, February 22, 2013
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