Promises of February in Syracuse

This season–
the season of branches weighed down
heavy wet snow muffling living needles
of cut flowers the only flowers
fanning desperate petals before they die

This day–
a day of nervous dogs wishing for freedom
curled tight asleep in their beds
paws twitching as they dream
of running in sunlight full of warm breeze

This hour–
the hour of silence at noon
the only motion that of swirling snow
of muffled singing that waits for another day
to blend its moving lines with other voices

Even in this stillest season
Dry seeds call in slender voices
From their glass vials on shelves
Snaking sound around the corks that save them
From humid air not even here-

They sing their tiny piping song
I hear them and can see
The atomsmall stems soon to be
The miracles of first leaves
The promises of fruit and flower-

The time to come when we together
Snugged into earth under first weak sun
Will knit back together the warm garden
Will see the finches turn again to gold
Will welcome again the breath of Spring.

About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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2 Responses to Promises of February in Syracuse

  1. rita kowats says:

    Spring has arrived in Seattle today…50+ degrees. I just walked to the lake’s end. May it be so for you soon!

  2. janemwoodman says:

    Thank you, Sweetie, but this is Syracuse. We’re looking at 20degrees and about a foot of snow out there right now. The big decision today is whether, if we go to rehearsal tonight, we’ll be able to get back home.

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