January 8*

winter here:

shrunken days     wrenched into a grey core
cold squish on dank inverted soil
all the plants down
to bare stalk and prayer


except the rogue blackberry     of course
still leafed and thorned
crouched, gathering
for spring wars

*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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