WINTER

"These are the nights we let ourselves think
that Winter, 
this particular Winter
will be the one that goes on forever.

We start to lose the memory of what Spring smells like,
the feel of Summer's warmth against our skin.

I keep having to relearn:
That time
moving forward
does circle.

It is the circling where I lose confidence.
That Spring will come around.
Then Fall."

- -Susan Hand
SETTLED IN THE WILD