“Cold is desire,


(being old):”


            –H. D.



Speak to me,

Embers glow,

A fire stirs:


In dreams

It seems,

You come:



Like a winter’s



Frost pale,

Moon pale,

Still light:


Morning teases

The aging night.


(January 1, 2018)

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