In My Memory, Things Always
Happen in Winter
For Taylor Deutscher
Dreams aren’t winter
coats,
reminders of seasons that fit better,
woolen dust sponges we leave to die in a closet
and replace long before we need to.
And you can hide behind them all you want,
but I still see you, in the shadows,
all your talent spilling around the edges.
And I remember exactly what you looked like:
reminders of seasons that fit better,
woolen dust sponges we leave to die in a closet
and replace long before we need to.
And you can hide behind them all you want,
but I still see you, in the shadows,
all your talent spilling around the edges.
And I remember exactly what you looked like:
confidence,
resolute and red against the wind’s bitter bite,
the cold that couldn’t tame you,
couldn’t keep you indoors.
resolute and red against the wind’s bitter bite,
the cold that couldn’t tame you,
couldn’t keep you indoors.
That coat is still
there,
hanging, dusty but ready
hanging, dusty but ready
for an excuse to look
good again,
a warm and sturdy purpose.
a warm and sturdy purpose.
Timothy Tarkelly
Timothy Tarkelly's work has been featured by Philosophical Idiot, Back Patio Press, Cauldron Anthology, From the Depths, GNU, Sludge Lit, and others. His book, Gently in Manner, Strongly in Deed: Poems on Eisenhower was published by Spartan Press in April, 2019. When he's not writing, he teaches in Southeast Kansas.
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