Poem 12/28
Let's not fall behind!
I just got home from seeing a show at the House of Blues (The Pietasters/Bim Skala Bim/The Mighty Mighty Bosstones) and it was a VERY cold trip home. It was so warm earlier today that I'd switched to a lighter jacket before the show, and that was a huge mistake. Brr. So now I am going to need a hot bath before bed or I'll never sleep for shivering.
Indian poetry? Not so full of Winter imagery, but I did stumble across this one just now.
At midnight,
in winter,
when cold winds blow and sprinkle
rain about,
are there other hearts confused
by tormenting loneliness
and unbearable grief,
with cool eyes streaked with red,
by tears broken loose from their jail?
Do others hear the pathetic voice
of the crooked cow-bell,
as each time a gnat
buzzes near the cow,
the shaking clapper
tolls?
I just got home from seeing a show at the House of Blues (The Pietasters/Bim Skala Bim/The Mighty Mighty Bosstones) and it was a VERY cold trip home. It was so warm earlier today that I'd switched to a lighter jacket before the show, and that was a huge mistake. Brr. So now I am going to need a hot bath before bed or I'll never sleep for shivering.
Indian poetry? Not so full of Winter imagery, but I did stumble across this one just now.
At midnight,
in winter,
when cold winds blow and sprinkle
rain about,
are there other hearts confused
by tormenting loneliness
and unbearable grief,
with cool eyes streaked with red,
by tears broken loose from their jail?
Do others hear the pathetic voice
of the crooked cow-bell,
as each time a gnat
buzzes near the cow,
the shaking clapper
tolls?