
Intimacies of Dark-Days
In this mammalian winter—
feral eyes patrolling the porch,
eaves absorbed with gallantries of icicles—
you and I house the cats, beggars at dawn.
The year lies open in packets of seed—
and I sing of plots and paths,
the gist of spring, all to please you.
When evening sifts into orange light,
a wind uproots our secrets.
Flurries billow and collapse over the field.
Snow dancers flex the air, mingling
laces and jade into dark, stretching
—long into longing—
a fleece for the newborn night.