Thursday, February 01, 2024

Thursday Poem - Winter


WINTER, a sharp bitter day
the robin turns plump against the cold
the sun is weak
silver faded from gold
he is late in his coming and short in his stay
Man, beast, bird and air all purging, all cleansing,
earth already purified awaits the rite of spring
Her bridal gown a virgin snow and frosts in her hair
A snowdrop by the road today bowed gracefully
and high upon the wing up in the sparkling nothingness,
a lone bird began to sing
Can gentle spring be far away?

Tommy Makem

1 comment:

francesray.substack.com said...

Beautiful,Cate. I only ever knew Tommy Makem as a musician. Thank you for introducing me to his poetry.
Happy Imbolc to you...
And May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day,
May songbirds serenade you every step along the way,
May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that’s always blue,
And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.