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The Seasons and the Slants The Seasons and the Slants
by Michael Lee Johnson
2012-12-30 12:13:14
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I live my life inside my patio window.
It’s here, at my business desk I slip
into my own warm pajamas and slippers

seek Jesus, come to terms
with my own cross and brittle conditions.
Outside, winter night turns to winter storm,
the blue jay, cardinal, sparrows and doves
go into hiding, away from the razor whipping winds,
behind willow tree bare limb branches
they lose their faces in somber hue.
Their voices at night abbreviate
and are still, short like Hemingway sentences.
With this poetic mind, no one cares
about the seasons and the slants
the wind or its echoes.
I live my life inside my patio window.

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Michael Lee Johnson kindly made available for us an audio, reading of the poem. You can listen to it, HERE!

 

 


    
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