Monday, March 25, 2013

Melting


Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

You can hear it now:

the melting.

It is the composition being
performed by droplets
in metal downspouts
and off the single gutter that
should have been cleaned out
in a more timely manner.

The puddles are growing,
wider and deeper,
and I think also thicker
as the snow releases
things it caught and froze –

Mostly plant debris.

Is debris an appropriate term?

It seems judgmental in some way.

And the mountain streams coarse
more loudly than before the storm.

Has it occurred to you that streams need
otherness in order to carry on a good
conversation?

Rocks and logs and shallows and banks
and submergent vegetation
work particularly well.

I love it when a stream uses me.

What else has the capacity to melt?

I’ll leave it to you to make your own list.

All I ask is that you do this:

Put
your
own
name
on
it.

© 2013/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Snow Days: Reflections by Candlelight" (a work in progress)



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