Calgary 2 A.M.
In spite of the fact that
it's twenty below
and winter has gone on for five long months,
and winter has gone on for five long months,
in spite of being starved,
starved almost to death
for greenness and warmth, flowers and birds,
for greenness and warmth, flowers and birds,
in spite of the deadness of
endless classrooms,
shopping centres, television shows,
shopping centres, television shows,
in spite of the pains in the
gut, the migraines,
the wakings, the palpitations,
the wakings, the palpitations,
in spite of a guilty
knowledge of laziness,
of failure to meet some obligations,
of failure to meet some obligations,
in spite of all these
things, and more,
I have to report that the moon tonight
I have to report that the moon tonight
is filling the house with a
wild blueness,
my children grow, excel, are healthy,
my children grow, excel, are healthy,
my wife is gentle, there are
friends,
and once in a while a poem will come.
and once in a while a poem will come.
In spite of the fact that
it's twenty below,
tonight I smile. Summer bursts inside me.
tonight I smile. Summer bursts inside me.
~ Christopher Wiseman
~
(In John Updike's
Room)
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