Winter Garden Poem by Steven Federle
Winter Garden
Winter gardens, rows
leaning low to mud, coldly
promising nothing.
The pale sun, lingers...
Are you still here? I saw you
in spring, green breezes
singing in the trees,
lusty crickets shouting grace!
Why did you leave me,
in this place defiled?
Will you turn your holy face
from your unholy child?
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens
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