Latish On A Winter Coming Night
Latish On A Winter Coming Night 10 November 2019 jp Winter bearing down upon us all Grey slate skies Cold wind Snow whispering through the early dusk… Darkness now… Wind slipping around the cabin walls Wood stove clinks with heat Dog sighs Oddly… a fly buzzes Quiet enough to hear the ring in my ears… Elsewhere I know The world clatters with friendship… And war… And insects on wet tropical forest floors While here… … … … Now under frosted ground Forest trees naked of leaves Within them a pond… Ice encrusted … … … The world sleeps ---- What odd extremes known inside my head… What busyness it takes To have electric light and airplanes… Too much, my friend, mr. buzzing fly… Too much inside my head To consider why, the why, of 8 billion people… All vibrating… While I and the forest Around me Sleeps.