In Praise of Late February
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When coffee’s tolerably hot,
You cool it nonetheless — foo, foo —
By habit or instinctively.
Late February’s similar too:
The influence of wintertime
Makes you pull up the quilt of tweed
Reflexly, while the weather says,
“Go switch the fan on if you need.”
This planet, once a schlocky sketch
Made by December’s hue — graphite —
Becomes a splendid fresco where
The paints are flowers and sunlight.
The sky, a multiplex-like screen,
Displays a movie where a few
Small, plumy planes hide in the clouds
Then once again appear in view.
For chaps like me, the nicest time
Is high noon. Oh, to have a meal
Of many palatable grubs,
Then plunk down on the bed and feel
Its softness while the window breeze
Works with my gently moving chest
To send me to a different world:
The never-never land of rest.
Want more good reads for the seasons? Try some of these!
- Peppermint Mocha Coffee – My Favorite Things
- Winter Valentines – Poetry
- School Day Crushes – A Valentine’s Poem
- I Am a Runner With Hope – Poetry
Shamik Banerjee
Shamik Banerjee is a poet from India. He resides in Assam with his parents. His poems have been published by The Society of Classical Poets, Sparks of Calliope, The Hypertexts, Snakeskin, Ink Sweat & Tears, and Autumn Sky Daily, among others.
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