there is laughter peeling from behind the closed door
the sun is climbing behind a soft-gray-sheet
of cloud
the talking-heads are chirping
about treason...and lies
there are robins at my window chirping
for each other
oblivious and free
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there is laughter peeling from behind the closed door
the sun is climbing behind a soft-gray-sheet
of cloud
the talking-heads are chirping
about treason...and lies
there are robins at my window chirping
for each other
oblivious and free
it is 5:00 am and the city is stirring
I have been awake for a few hours,
writing
Kitty is sleeping in the window
half lidded and watchful
there are rabbits on the lawn
scurrying in the frosted morning
the news is of the Attorney
General
lying to the Senate under oath
my lady sits on the couch drinking
coffee
we are talking about the state of
the world
wondering...
if there will be justice in
America after March
a blanket of white covers everything
a February snowfall
light and dusty
wailing like babies demanding…white
power and privilege
a blanket of white covers everything
the humming humidifier mutes the demagogue
it helps me breathe
it is 4:00 pm, and the rain is freezing
a slushy-slurry of snow
covers everything
thickening into ice
it was warm today, but the temperature has fallen below zero
there are people outside, without shelter
some will not live through the night
I am warm in my house with my cat in the window
watching for birds, rabbits and squirrels
the Vikings are winning the football game
I listen on low; it is the second quarter
the streets are quiet at 1:00 pm
my lady is reading, sitting in my place on the couch behind
me
the sun was shining earlier
the day is overcast now
its soft gray light blankets everything outside
it is the first day of the year.