POETRY FOR THE PEOPLE OF UKRAINE - Premonition by Ellen Malphrus

This poem originally appeared in Fall Lines - a literary convergence volume VII-VIII

Premonition: January 2, 2020

by Ellen Malphrus

 

A castover hush of a day.

 

White tulips bend

to where there is no sun

as the dog naps

and the cat naps harder.

Little winter birds flit and flash,

awakened now from their own

long morning quiet

as a flicker drills at an oak.

The low growl of a Sunday plane

drifts back into silence and

the miles-away road buzz

goes entirely un-hummed.

 

I have lit a candle against the bleakness  

but why it seems like gloom

I cannot say.

 

Here on the cusp of the oncoming

year of perfect vision

maybe I’m afraid of

what I might see,

what I might not see.

 

Today I’d rather lie here in the porch swing

with my eyes closed

and listen to the dog snore,

the heedless woodpecker laughing.

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