WRITING IN WINTER

Last week the lovely Jeannine Atkins wrote a post I adore about white space and courage. She included in her post an image of an ice skater.

I've been thinking about that ice skater and how she is a metaphor for writing.

And so I put it in a poem:



Writing in Winter        -for Jeannine

Blades slice easy 8sacross ice pond
You breatheteeterweave
arms tightflung w i d etight again
Just youwith your tinglytruths
your deliberateunmittened heart
and a whirl of white waiting
--Irene Latham 
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