A man holds his friend’s head off the cracked earth
to hear him say he just wants to enter
his house justified. And he can die now
so the movie will end. Remember words
like that. They compensate for the absence
of rain. This winter in the high country
risks the hooves of horses sliding on rocks
descending like stair steps to the valley.
Ice breaks up and melts into the river.
Nothing more need happen now it's over,
a year of salting away provisions
to live in town and climb the flight of stairs
to caress her and enjoy her caress,
and let weather pass by in slow motion.
(15 October 2013)
copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander