frozen lullabies for drowsy daffodils

by Jill Crainshaw / January 17th, 2021

if only spring would steal a day from winter,
shoulder up through frozen soil
in dogged pursuit of the sun
startle bare-bones trees
gladden frost-bitten eyes with
a freeze-frame harbinger of—-

if only
spring would steal a day from winter
or three—

instead
gun metal skies scowl
and front porch wind chimes
play frozen lullabies
that lure drowsy daffodils
back to sleep

until spring steals a day from winter

Jill Crainshaw is a professor at Wake Forest University in Winston-Salem, NC. She is also an ordained Presbyterian (PCUSA) minister. Read other articles by Jill.

This article was posted on Sunday, January 17th, 2021 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.