With Cold Numbing Your Cheeks

featured in the book Good Day with the art of Gale Whitman

With cold numbing your cheeks
and hood hiding your face,
come through the wind and door to the empty chair.

With Cold Numbing Your Cheeks

Bob Komives

 

Then a view,
facing street,
heated stove,
rippled heat.
Tropical foreground.
Frozen-trunk midground.
Snow-laden branches beyond.
 
Through the ripples of heat
and coffee's new warmth,
record your private notes with your public stare.
 
Then, again,
empty seat,
wind and door,
frozen street.
See your own breath 'round.
Hear your own steps sound.
Many more errands beyond.

Bob Komives :: Fort Collins © 1996 :: With Cold Numbing Your Cheeks :: ,9603