Morning Poem #2

So, I missed a couple of days...(this is why I don't do "morning pages"--I am Not a Morning Person. Sometimes just downing a cup of coffee and putting my clothes on right-side-out is all I can muster). But I woke up a bit earlier this morning, and I'm back on track!

morning poem #2

O for a summer slow in coming
just a nub
of sky, not yet a grand
opening, for I
am unprepared for Spectacle,
its delirious demands.

For I
have made myself
into Refusal.
I have foregone
all natural hungers, I have said
no and no and no again.
The same goes

for all this bursting open,
the too muchness
of growth in these fecund days.

I will have
my private winter.
I will have the shelter
of my own cold limbs.


--Kristen McHenry