Snowstorm
Snow has whitened the sidewalk, silver wishes for early spring, and I open my eyes in your absence to the messenger who brings happy news of another grandchild
—Take the trash can to the curb and leave the recycling bin for next week
The test results came back clean. The disease is managed by medication and exercise. We could go on the trip we’ve planned during the dark days of winter, my beloved, before the heartless Hades took you away
—Bring the coffee, and two spoons of sugar please, but why do I say this? You know me so well by now
The eyes of the owl pierce the night as if crying out loud: give me light and give me sight: darkness defeated by a flash
And I debate with Hades his right to take you, my beloved, but He scorns my idiocy and sings
—If you don’t know me by now, we’re both lost
Manolis Aligizakis 