How to Deal With Winter

Posted by on 01.04.08 | 1 Comment
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When it’s really chilly, as it has been in Colorado this week, it’s hard to not let the chill seep into one’s mood. I was having a particularly difficult time reconciling the cold, especially considering I had just returned from three weeks in Argentina where we celebrated summer solstice on December 21.

But part of me couldn’t help but admire winter, the way it just went for it, and trying to find the thrill in the chill brought this poem. It might be a fun exercise to take something that is bothering you and consider what there is to admire about it … it won’t change the condition, just your mood. And that’s a pretty good deal.

The Poet Returns To Winter After A Month In The Other Hemisphere

Wind whipped lips, flake whirled

and slush footed, slap cheeked

white lash chill what whine

from these undowned thighs

brittle boned and toothpicked

now now take me inside gray strident

sleet wish come back june,

but god do I love how the winter

goes for it with everything it’s got.

Makes me want purple skirts long and light

might just spin spin and rakishly spin

violent swish of silks rising

till tumble down tipsy, red laughter and warm

at last from the inside out.

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