Gratitude

It’s been in the 50s lately, and our snow is almost gone. Everything thawing reminded me of “Gratitude,” one of the poems in my recently released chapbook, The State of Mercury.

Sometimes I don’t know why one thing makes me think of another. “Gratitude” depicts a thaw and change of seasons but I’m not totally sure why these connect in my mind. If you readers have any thoughts on how these are alike, leave a comment 😊

Gratitude

With defibrillating percussion,
ice cracks and gives way
to the river’s viscera
beneath glazed trees 
that weep morning stars of spring.