Grace Jacobs suggested this one today. It is a perfect one for this day. If you are looking for a poetry lift in your day, Garrison Keillor’s Writer’s Almanac is a great place to find it.
Poem: “Mud Season” by Alice N. Persons, from Never Say Never. © Moon Pie Press, 2004
After a brutal Maine winter
the world dissolves
in weak sunshine and water.
Mud sucks at your shoes.
It’s impossible to keep the floors
or the dogs clean.
Peeling layers of clothes like onion skins,
you emerge pale, root-like, a little dazed
by brighter light.
You haven’t looked at your legs
and discover an alarming new geography
of veins and flaws.
Last year you scoffed at people
who got spray-tanned
but it’s starting to appeal.
Your only consolation is the company of others
who haven’t been to Nevis
or Boca Raton,
a pale army
of fellow radishes,