The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for January 2006
| the november days are late this year with the solstice and dry heat itch of early winter impatience festive peril norwithstanding maintenance is the proper focus but the mind wanders steam heat perhaps and solar lights and how often should i shave |
weariness
advances with each cold front and if you burn those logs you’ll have to clear those ashes [plus the ones from last year left] * we sit together and discern we’ve slouched right past the holy city and now press on toward another equinox |