The Advent of Spring

Winter is a banquet table
after a feast––

the poverty of empty grapevine trees.
The sky, a white cloth napkin,
stained and folded clumsily
smells of autumn's drippings.

Yes, what is left is of little note––
power line bones of a fine roast,
a faint amber glows overhead,
the last few sips of a fine Qvevri
left in the wineglass for dead.

And the wax from stubby candlestick,
froze as it dripped,
thick frost on the kitchen windowsill.

I wipe it clean to notice
a front yard shrub has started to show
with baby's breath,
and the fresh snow globes
remind me that all in good time,
what has been depleted
will be refreshed.

Cover Art: Photograph by Marcus Nilsson for The New York Times

Iron & Wine (feat. Fiona Apple) “All in Good Time”

11 responses to “The Advent of Spring”

johnlmalone

I enjoyed the finery of detail in this; the sharp, observant eye; the sky ”a white cloth napkin/ stained and folded clumsily’ is particularly good; and then that fresh breath of renewal —

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, John. I enjoyed reimagining the season and the first glimpse of a new spring.
  
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  1. johnlmalone
    
    autum here: a 4 day heatwave 😦
    
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johnlmalone

Ovevri is not a wine I’m familiar with , K but will look it up 🙂

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  It had that perfect color for this image. 💜
  
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Tom

Very powerful descriptions with those lingering scraps of autumn. 🙂

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, Tom. I think I mourn each season a bit as the next one appears.
  
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beth

beautiful

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Beth. ❄️💜
  
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Michele Lee

K! This is outstanding! 👏🏻 Love Iron and Wine too. 🎶

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Ana Daksina

Absolutely beautiful!

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