(Start of spring)

Lights reflected ‘round (Photo: Faye Sarras)

All the days remembered
Would even look just alike
Had we only our two eyes
Had we only our two ears
All those lights reflected ‘round
Even echoes doubled sound
Modest haloes above us glow
Another spring for melting snow.

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