Another Year

By George Freek

ANOTHER YEAR (After Mei Yao Chen*)

Icy fog hangs from the trees,
the trees which await 
a warming breeze
to survive another winter.
In the morning there will be
frost on the windows.
Even my thoughts freeze. 
And yet, another summer
will arrive. Flowers
will come alive,
as if a magician waved a wand.
Robins will appear
as the warming sun appears.
I’ve lived sixty years,
and I still hope for more,
as the moon,
so distant, appears
to grin ambiguously,
like an inviting whore.

George Freek’s poetry has recently appeared in The Ottawa Arts Review, Acumen, The Lake, The Whimsical Poet, Triggerfish and Torrid Literature.

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