winter white week: 3

winter windows

thank you for all the nice comments yesterday. i’m glad you liked my story, brief as it was.

i have a poem for you today that perhaps best expresses my ambivalent feelings about winter.

The Sixth of January

The cat sits on the back of the sofa looking
out the window through the softly falling snow
at the last bit of gray light.

I can’t say the sun is going down.
We haven’t seen the sun for two months.
Who cares?

I am sitting in the blue chair listening to this stillness.
The only sound: the occasional gurgle of tea
coming out of the pot and into the cup.

How can this be?
Such calm, such peace, such solitude
in this world of woe.

David Budbill

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3 Responses to winter white week: 3

  1. J says:

    thanks for sharing the poem- I’ll have to come back and read it later, when I can sit and enjoy

    you have a skylight? that must be pretty

  2. lovely whites – enjoyed the poem…

    xox – eb.

  3. dandelion says:

    Beautiful photos…x

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