Late February Poem by Ted Kooser

Late February

Rating: 4.9


The first warm day,
and by mid-afternoon
the snow is no more
than a washing
strewn over the yards,
the bedding rolled in knots
and leaking water,
the white shirts lying
under the evergreens.
Through the heaviest drifts
rise autumn's fallen
bicycles, small carnivals
of paint and chrome,
the Octopus
and Tilt-A-Whirl
beginning to turn
in the sun. Now children,
stiffened by winter
and dressed, somehow,
like old men, mutter
and bend to the work
of building dams.
But such a spring is brief;
by five o'clock
the chill of sundown,
darkness, the blue TVs
flashing like storms
in the picture windows,
the yards gone gray,
the wet dogs barking
at nothing. Far off
across the cornfields
staked for streets and sewers,
the body of a farmer
missing since fall
will show up
in his garden tomorrow,
as unexpected
as a tulip.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Blackbird 10 February 2018

ANOTHER PIECE OF BORING SHIT ON THIS GOD FORSAKEN SITE.

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J. L. 29 September 2022

Get .

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Susan Lacovara 13 July 2015

You paint such vivid pictures. What a finely crafted poem. I will look forward to reading more of your words and work. Thoroughly enjoyed. PEACE

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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 February 2016

The style of the narration is superb and playful. Enjoyed the portrays of late february. Thanks for sharing.

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 February 2016

The snow is no more! Thanks for sharing.

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Stephen Loomes 30 June 2018

Winter is bleak over there, much softer here on the North East Coast of Australia; the Police aren't going to come knocking when the dead farmer is found, surely not Ted?

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 10 February 2018

A poem so nicely crafted with the sweetest choice of words. Thanks for the sharing.

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 10 February 2018

Loved the play with words! Beautiful poem!

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Richard Wlodarski 10 February 2018

Excellent write, Ted. Congrats on Poem Of The Day!

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Anil Kumar Panda 10 February 2018

Beautiful style of spilling your thoughts. Liked it. Thanks for sharing.

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