I like the snow but now I’m bored. The dog’s been sick and the cats have clawed the sofa. I’ve run out of milk, I’m out of tea, no, I know it’s no disaster but it’s close enough for me. I’m grateful to the neighbours – the ones who’ve called – I love the snow but now I’m bored.
snow blind
snow blind
snow blinded
ways forward lost
a future is waiting
snow settles
snow settles
on my shoulders, my head
snow settles
in my heart and belly fire
snow falls
snow falls
settles
drifts
hope
Pitched valley snow
pitched valley snow shielded
high woods breach perfection
circling birds black above
Resting after training
legs stretching, muscles wire tight
eyes closed in the indoor sunlight
every seven minutes a daffodil crackles open
Valentine rhyme (verse 1)
Don’t you know love’s my new aesthetic
Please don’t say you find it pathetic
When you break my heart with the sharpest words
My love for you is my anaesthetic
I am sea
I am sea. Deep, azure.
Love. Deep as you are.
Flecks of river ice
Flecks of river ice thicken
waves crest and break before the shore
memories
memories come and go
The language of the now
At the turning of the year
I thought I would write in the language of the now
in the language of the time to come
but then – and now – the past begins to breathe again
and stretches through forever
simonsalento 