4.15.2009

April Showers


Something is falling. It isn't
rain. It can't be snow.
I saw three specks just large enough
to get me off the couch. Something is falling.
The cat tilts one ear at the window.
I press my cheek to the glass.
There is nothing, no promise
from the outside, only my breath
and her purr and the hint
of day retreating.




photograph by Vicki Ashton

2 comments:

Mr. Apron said...

It's the End of Days?

How very inconvenient.

Kate Horowitz said...

Come on. We've had a good run.


 photo copyright.jpg
envye template.