Thursday, December 4, 2014

"This Winter Worse Than Most" by Madelyne Camrud

"Twilight" Anna Syperek

At night I awaken and listen

to the house creak, its boards sharpening

in the cold. Days we stay inside,

looking out the window,

and wonder at a world so deep

into temperature. A nuthatch

tweaks thistle seed from a feeder

suction-cupped to the pane.

In moments like this spent close to glass,

how understandable my life is,

inside the heavy ribs of my navy sweater.

I watch the small bird rise

and light on a high branch.

"This Winter Worse than Most" by Madelyne Camrud, from Oddly Beautiful. © New Rivers Press, 2013.

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