12-30-12.2December 29

Windy and cold

 

All night, in gusty winds,

the house has cupped its hands

around the steady candle of our marriage,

the two of us braided in sleep,

and burning, yes, but slowly,

giving off just enough light so that one of us,

awakening frightened in darkness,

can see.

Ted Kooser

Winter Walks:

100 postcards to Jim Harrison

 

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