a bold fullish moon
rose opposite an orange sky
after a day of sunshine
and 50 degrees
this morning at the mailbox
a briskly walking man called out to me
"February 6th - can you believe it?"
savoring handmade hearts
sent via snail mail
I nodded
and declared my ecstatic state...
I walked
without the ice grippers
I walked
and put my face to the sun
I walked
eyes closed
deep listening to bird gossip
I had tea
and a blood orange
Luna settled
into various sun warmed spots
and I walked
without gloves
can you imagine
the thrill
of sunshine,
50 degrees and tea in February?
xox - eb.
