Villanelle For A Winter Passed

[sleepinthewoods]

Villanelle For A Winter Passed

Keeping is darkness and winter, he insists
The mountains soon will dance.
The words burn, and I resist.

But spring will win. The melting persists
And time will soon take our last chance.
Keeping is darkness and winter, he insists.

Feet on dry ground, paths the sun has kissed
How could you not love spring, he rants.
The words burn, and I resist.

Do you not see, I demand, the things we'll have missed?
He turns to me squarely, expression askance,
Keeping is darkness and winter, he insists.

All the untrodden snow that was right in our midst!
You tell me these truths are the loves of our past
The words burn, and I resist.

Faces called flowers, little fish and pretty birds, he lists
As the sun melts our wintry romance.
Keeping is darkness and winter, he insists.
The words burn, and I resist.

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As we're getting ready to leave Winter Park, this was my response to ee cummings' "when faces called flowers float out of the ground"

[...] when more than was lost has been found has been found
and having is giving and giving is living-
but keeping is darkness and winter and cringing
-it's spring(all our night becomes day)o,it's spring!
all the pretty birds dive to the heart of the sky
all the little fish climb through the mind of the sea
(all the mountains are dancing;are dancing)

- ee cummings