WINTERTREE MORNING
It’s a spartan life as a wintertree,
weightless rain both companion and gift,
and greater intimacy an extravagance
balanced against a distant awareness
of those who would claim me now --
and the next one of us, and the one after that.
I wait on light’s arrival, retaining stillness,
mostly wishing the thinness
of a blanket sun was as firmer, as promised.
All sorts of decisions are backlit between
an uncertain valley daybreak
and the laying down of a quiet dusk.
John Britten is a writer and sound artist on Dja Dja Wurrung land in central Victoria, Australia.
PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL
Click here to access Wild Winds: The Borderless Anthology of Poems
Click here to access the Borderless anthology, Monalisa No Longer Smiles