Winter Love

I would like to decorate this silence,   
but my house grows only cleaner
and more plain. The glass chimes I hung   
over the register ring a little
when the heat goes on.
I waited too long to drink my tea.   
It was not hot. It was only warm.
 

Linda Gregg, “Winter Love” from Chosen By the Lion. Copyright © 1999 by Linda Gregg. Reprinted with the permission of Graywolf Press, St. Paul, Minnesota, www.graywolfpress.org.
Source: Chosen by the Lion (Graywolf Press, 1999)
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