Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Mid-February, or Human Life


 


Mid-February mirrors
human life the best
of any time of year.
It hands itself the same

queer, sometimes gelid,
sometimes melting,
ambiguities – the tepid
grays, the chilling whites –

which constitute
the basis of what
each of us perceives
is going on. What is

going on? Three
witches bumble through
with explanations;
one of them is terrified

they might be true.
Here we have the Human
Mind – and February –
tripping off in trinities

towards the Spring with ties
that bind them back
to Winter. Which rhymes
with splinter which is what

we’re doing every instant
we’re alive and skirting
hell. Mid-February does
this too, and well.







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