An Easy Winter
winter is working us now
the subtle air holds the hint of snow
we are captured by an irresistible gravity
that demands sleep and disengagement
Bear
torn between hunger and sleep
feels it too
heaviness moves her slowly
toward a somnolence
that encloses
and holds for us
the promise of another Spring
there is an easy winter in your ways
that is cool
and sometimes removed
a wary smile that holds in it
the hint of stirrings
stirrings of deep springs
moving in the languid earth
poem by Joan Woodbridge
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