it was a warm, sugar-coated
jelly-doughnut of a day
the kind that goes
straight to your hips
the slightly crisp joy of it
lingers long on your tongue
while it's sweet, fat volume
stored up in your cells
like candy in gold paper
waits to be opened
in the deepening winter
when the light is too lean...
lucy meskill
Such a gorgeous photo, Lucy. I love it
ReplyDeleteand the poem is just perfect for today - enough to melt the coldest storm!
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