What comes back. What we let back in. The long slow work of re-entering our own lives.

Return

A spring orbit. Something is loosening. This week we turn toward what is coming back, and what we are finally ready to let come back.

Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows' wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,

hesitantly, reach toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are showing
these unexpected subtle risings
that find expression in the empty trees 

Early Spring

Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows' wintry grey.

The Thaw

Name one thing you survived that no one saw.

One night I was going to end it all. 
I had the thing I was going to use 
in hand. 

But the thought 
Just the thought
Of all the people it'd affect, 
what I'd miss. 

I couldn't bear doing it, 
for the small amount
Of people that'd be thankful for it. 

I couldn't take the easy way out. 
I put that thing back where it belonged,
And went to bed.

And what truly healed me
My little spark of sunshine
Was finally dating
My crush of 3 years