Summer Poem

March 31, 2013 § 4 Comments

In midsummer
the way between our homes
is blocked

the streets snowed up
and neither of us
wants to be the first
to clear away the snow

I remember that you were
not too keen on toil

and I have always
been fond of
snow

– Gerður Kristný

Kristný is Icelandic, which explains the snow in summertime. I like this poem for what it doesn’t say; the relationship between the narrator and the other is as presumed as the path beneath the snow.

[Poem first published in KIN]

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