we say the days are getting longer
but what we mean is
look at all this light piling up.
everywhere: drifts of glint, winking
little mirrors, melting
all the ways we winter hide,
all the better to blind you with
all the reasons to keep blinking.


photo and poem by katherine ferrier ©2017


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