Winter Dream

Posted on Apr 13 by SEASONS Magazine

 

Winter Dream

By Christine Penko

 

It happens every year.

The near distant islands—Santa Cruz, Anacapa—float

into hard focus while light glints off waves so bright

our eyes water. Winds that blew torrents of flame

down our mountains subside to this still pocket of time.

Time for forty-two crows to silence their calls and merely adorn

the bare-skinned sycamore. Time for our stolen

gardens to fill their greenness with a new quiet—

a greening at rest. Time to look to our mountains’ scarred

faces as to faces of those we love.Time and time again,

to live in this dream we walk through.

 

Originally published in the Winter 2017/18 issue of Santa Barbara Seasons Magazine.

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