Featured poem of October 2021

Lake in Winter

By Lennart Lundh

Lake in Winter

 

 

Your children have gone dancing.

They have learned

to live, to grow

heedless of conceits

which prompted you.

 

There’s snow in the foothills.

Were they with you,

all the fleeing tracks of rabbits

would stare back like empty eyes

as you bent over them,

pointing out the speed of life

to those now far removed.

 

This doesn’t matter:

There are some things to touch

but not control,

like leading all your partners

in the dances of their lives.

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