DREAMING SUMMER

Photo by S. Auberle

DREAMING SUMMER

watching moonset this morning

over ice-bound bay...red sky

east behind Eli's barn

fourteen below zero

furnace hummed all night

must refill the woodbox

ice painting on north window

no cars on the white road...

woke at dawn

from a dream of yellow butterflies

for a little while summer...

now i huddle in my robe

wrap cold-cracked fingers

'round a mug of tea

watch the calligraphy

of branches on moon

in another time zone you still sleep

dreaming, maybe, of summer

or those good old days

when lonesome was just a Hank Williams song

- mimi