Winter garden

(for Hongfei)

by T.P. Wilkinson / February 20th, 2022

Wipe the skies

Flowers in winter
melt into the sea
when at the edge
recede day’s strains.
Clouds dispersed
wipe the skies
then gently absorb
its fragrant sighs.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, February 20th, 2022 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.