sun’s advance


another morning licks
at the meringue frosting
that is the cracked paint
on the pre-war window sills
panes begrudgingly let in the light
through the tear stains of winter heavens
and too-cold-for-flies mesh screens

somehow the amber washes in
like it does on Baltic shores
priceless and ageless in waves
it rolls in over the radiator
onto tired furniture longing for retirement

the tenacity of the sun’s rebellion
against the early year’s barren defenses
warms the little seedling on the mantle
gives hope for the coming of new growth
as traitorous stalwarts start to bud
putting down their long solid limbs
blooming leaves cuddling with vernal love


2 Responses to “sun’s advance”

  1. Tel said

    This is the polar opposite to “Demain, dès l’aube,” (Tomorrow at Dawn) and I enjoyed it just as much. Two great pieces that go well together… you’ve given Hugo a post-modern run for his money!

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