jealous winter


i combed the ground of twigs and leaves. itched its head with my rake. made room for grass to grow.

smelled spring’s fertility. rising up from the womb of the earth. breathed deep the ungrown things.

then i sat by the fire pit. hubby lit the match. i heard the familiar crackle and pop. the flames licked and curled. i dreamt of camping.

went to sleep and woke to winter. a jealous layer of white. determined to steal back our attention.



  1. Justina said,

    March 30, 2009 at 7:18 pm

    Spring seems so close for you! But alas, winter hangs on. You describe it so beautifully, Em.

  2. March 31, 2009 at 2:47 am

    This is so our experience in Saskatchewan, too! The imagery here is wonderful and your pacing is perfect. I love “itched its head with my rake.”

  3. Melanie said,

    April 1, 2009 at 2:30 am

    well, I hope that spring comes for you soon:) Thanks for your encouraging note on my blog…I miss you too.


  4. marge said,

    April 1, 2009 at 3:22 am

    hi sweetie well not to worry it is still winter here and things are starting, maybe get warmer or not. It is very unsure this year, but i am sure spring will come. well hope to see you in a few days. love you mom ps the rake will not appear for a few weeks, there is still lots of snow on our lawn.

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