Let it all melt
may it not snow again for 1000 days
I take it all back
what I said last November about cleansings and blessings
Believe me I’m as surprised as you
I should be banished from these mountains for uttering such blasphemy
Though this current winter has had its moments I’ll admit.
Small children ski their first slope
smooth sweet agile
buses filled with hopeful skiers
you will remember the
‘I’m-so-lucky three-day weekend,’
depart with breathy memory of sweet air and evergreens
why, I bet you even thought the booze tasted better.
Re-entry to your suburbs and cities will be a total drag
though you’re welcome to return.
these past virusy months I watched snows fall from a never-ending gray canopy
Those things I thought I loved?
I never want to taste a winter stew again, I see no reason for parsnips
I will leave the baking to other women
and practice being a woman in my own way.
a sigh of relief
sun shadows trail across my hands
eyes adapt to February brightness
Vermont - I will abide
but I haven’t changed my mind
may it all melt