Winter's Man Poem by Will Barber
Winter's Man
Winter's man had a thousand tasks to do,
And every errand baffled him; he sought
To rise up early in the morning, though
He had no notion that it did him good.
Every message carried great import, yet
Each left the winter man in doubt; he knew
Less than before when he had read the lot,
Until he thought no eye could read it true.
The world no longer asked him for his labor;
Nobody wanted to know the things he knew;
He westered in September and October,
Embittered by an early fall of snow.
He feared he might think this way forever
In the darkness coming on him now.
1986
Hey Will, what a nice Petrarchan Sonnet.....a freaking one too.Having said that, winter's man is bound to be one, when their time comes, but the way they 're treated were very peculiar an is open to a vast interpretation.I'd love to read more of your scintillating works. Best Wishes, Sulaiman
Wow Will. That last stanza really got me. The poem makes me think of corporations that fire their faithful employees and hire the young to fill the 'winter man's' shoes at half the salary and sometimes no benefits. Do I have this right. or am I completely off the mark?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Having just gotten a Medicare card, this 'winter's man' notion strikes real close to home. I guess the trick is to shake the icicles off and do something useful if only to yourself.