This Winter Day

It’s a chilly and very rainy day here in North Carolina – you know the kind perfectly made for tea, a blanket, a movie and a bowl of soup.  As the first lightning illuminated the dark afternoon sky and thunder rumbled the area just before a seemingly torrential downpour, I was reminded of Maya Angelou’s This Winter Day.

This Winter Day

The kitchen is its readiness
white green and orange things
leak their blood selves in the soup.

Ritual sacrifice that snaps
an odor at my nose and starts
my tongue to march
slipping in the liquid of its drip.

The day, silver striped
in rain, is balked against
my window and the soup.
~Maya Angelou

How are you enjoying your day after Christmas?


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