Friday, January 18, 2019

parkas pile up near the door



January
by John Updike

The days are short,
The sun a spark
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
Fat snowy footsteps
Track the floor,
And parkas pile up
Near the door.
The river is
A frozen place
Held still beneath
The trees' black lace.
The sky is low.
The wind is gray.
The radiator
Purrs all day



My favorite line is 
"and parkas pile up 
near the door."

Which is your favorite line?

Donna


7 comments:

  1. I like "hung thin between the dark and dark" - I can't wait for the days to get longer again!

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    1. I should be clear I like the POETRY of it, not the FACT of it! LOL

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  2. "the radiator purrs all day"
    I'm all about the cozy.
    This is a wonderful poem. I am off to look up more John Updike poetry.

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  3. Whoa. I just read his "Seven Stanzas at Easter." I am undone.

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  4. I’m with Anita on the radiator line! Great poem!

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  5. I love "the trees black lace" but it has several lovely evocative images.

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  6. Anonymous4:10 PM

    "Held still beneath the trees' black lace." So lovely.

    Debbie Z.

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