Handsome and Jetsam
Are you familiar with these two terrible fellows at all? Handsome and Jetsam. And those other right characters Flotsam and Winsome. The tides and eddies of winter lingering on street corners hands dug into pockets. I wish the snow would come back.
Before the thaw abandon car to a halt and race sliding down a lane cheering at the spectacle. It seems imperative to be alive for ever.
Waiting for the snow to come back. Strip down the bed for line-fresh linen. Peeling away the onions of extra eiderdowns and heavy woven throws feather leaden cushions. Fling open the windows to let the middle of the night in and suddenly it doesn't seem important to put them back. Stowed instead sure won't there be more snow next year. And right enough when I wake there are seagulls in the air.