Thaw

we’re down to icy slush, footstep-shaped
margins of grass or sodden islands
sudden lakes, squished plastic bags
sidewalk-washed downstream

the dripping we heard overnight a dream-
breath of spring, sheets too warm
the same winter birds but heard
with the door cracked

how things get ugly before getting better
like a healing bruise, the heart
churns, chugs, pumps again and
in winter’s dreg-end we sweep away
the debris

11 thoughts on “Thaw”

  1. Oh wow, I love the imagery in this. We just took a walk in the snow the other day – reminds me of that. Sadly, we still have cold weather but I am filled with hope if your doors are cracked!

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