Winter Approaches
Suppose you have found words
To tell the few and meager things
You noticed worth the telling.
Suppose no more will come
Your way, neither things worth
Noticing, nor words to tell
Them by. It will have been
Enough to earn your gratitude.
And yet ... these leafless branches,
Dried stalks, the afternoon sun
Polishing the brown, still water
Plead for utterance, intimating
Living things indelibly endure.
Suppose you have found words
To tell the few and meager things
You noticed worth the telling.
Suppose no more will come
Your way, neither things worth
Noticing, nor words to tell
Them by. It will have been
Enough to earn your gratitude.
And yet ... these leafless branches,
Dried stalks, the afternoon sun
Polishing the brown, still water
Plead for utterance, intimating
Living things indelibly endure.
Oh, I like this muchly, Frank. It shall be the keynote of my day!
ReplyDeleteWell, thank you very much, Susan. I am much obliged. Hope you and yours had a wonderful holiday.
ReplyDeleteSuppose someone tells you this pic and poem work beautifully together; and, then, suppose that someone additionally notes how utterly slayed they are by the way the poem moves so effortlessly and concludes with such quiet confidence and sureness. Just suppose that someone might me be; and, then? Suppose you might be right. Thank you, Frank. Lovely.
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