Wisconsin Winters And The Fall

Wisconsin Winters And The Fall
By Chongchen Saelee

My chair is warm other seasons
When I sit and sip and stare
Out my writing room window

Wisconsin winters creep in, of course
Biting, dry, crackling cold air
Theatrical but silent with a bow

And the heat from my lamp stops
Before it tires battling the chill
Of the mighty season known to kill all

But in my chair I wrap myself
Double layered sweaters and blankets and socks
To cough, to cushion myself for my fall

Comments are closed.