Janus

the morning brought sheets of grazing snows
fighting for feet amidst memory of spring
at times like these the promise of hope is a
seasonal shift, an answering mind
brought on winds which whip themselves east and
cough over tracks. I see bones under skin and

remember that I am a long way from there
where I learnt to breathe bottles and teachers
would leer through jars holding artifice made
to mimic the plants that push through the paving
and remind us why – so hard to leave
but the hard ground will split in the summer

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About Benjamin Norris

Published writer of short stories, long stories, poems. Well received art critic and cultural commentator for Berlin magazines. Collaborator with operatic societies. Co-writer of fictional historic psycholinguistic journals. Lecturer of architecture and art history at a Budapest University. View all posts by Benjamin Norris

9 responses to “Janus

  • danroberson

    Seasonal and psychological movements are preparing for spring, pushing forward and leaving the past behind. There are many lively metaphors that created action and flow throughout the poem. It’s a delight to read.

  • quillfyre

    I very much enjoyed this poem, especially these lines:

    “brought on winds which whip themselves east and
    cough over tracks. I see bones under skin”

    Thank you so much for sharing it!

  • Alle C. Hall

    HI, Benjamin. Thanks for ‘liking’ my post about my upcoming review of “Blueprints of the Afterlife.” (Got bumped to monday, BTY.)

    i am hoping you liked the humor of my struggle with reading poetry. In that light, I really tried not to skip to the bottom of your poem. The first time through, I spaced out around ” .. fighting for feet amidst memory of spring at times like these … ”

    Take two, from the top! It started to click with me at “hope is a seasonal shift, an answering mind… ” It was the comma that did it. I stopped worrying about “getting” it and let it wash over me.

    the third time through, ” … through jars holding artifice made
    to mimic the plants that push through the paving … ” linked me up to the opening. So I think I got it. As if that were the point.

    Thanks for the poem. I’m glad I checked into your page. have a good Sunday.

    Alle

  • SteffyStars

    You write beautiful poetry. I especially love ‘newday.’
    Thank you for stopping by my blog Haiku Nights!

  • adeeyoyo

    Wonderful descriptions in this poem, looking forward to the change of season and how the mind takes on the characteristics of the seasons, ie the skeletal death of winter. I love the contrast between the first and second stanzas as well. The second bring us back down to earth and reality and reminds us of the miracle of spring. Really a beautiful poem, Benjamin!

  • 14ideasforaname

    ‘sheets of grazing snow’, ‘the hard ground will split in the summer’ – thank you for this . . I think I needed to read this today (wink). And thanks for dropping by and ‘liking’!

  • Mikael

    ❤ the enjambment in this… really made me stop and think.

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