a.d. winans | early winter poem

Early Winter Poem

I take refuge in
Billie Holiday
sipping on a mug
of coffee alone
in my apartment
rain drops playing hide
and seek with the windows
like lovers with a secret
it is peaceful, tranquil here
like a well kept cemetery
like the opening and closing
of a woman’s well shaped

from Big Hammer No. 8 which is available by clicking here…

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