The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for April 2015
there's no season
lost
the
time
the sky
the
animals
pick
their
way
through
rock
salt
remnants
that
dot
the sidewalk
after the
last
thin
spring
snow
and
the
cats cozy
up to the top
of the
compost
pile
*
simplifying
laying
up
waiting
it
out
every
day
still
not
Sunday
*
like
gluing up
the
crack in
the
cutting
board
hopeful
doomed
enthusiasm
eventually
leaks
onto the
floor