I’m sharing two poems this week to celebrate the winter season (even though it has been awfully cold in Ohio since the beginning of the year!). I chose two of my favorites from Joyce Sidman’s poetry collection, Winter Bees & Other Poems of the Cold. This collection is a poetry finalist for the 2015 CYBILS awards, and a featured book for our current theme!
A big thank you to Tara of A Teaching Life for hosting the Poetry Friday roundup!
Dream of the Tundra Swan
and the cold came creeping,
came prickling into our hearts.
As we tucked beaks
into feathers and settled for sleep,
our wings knew.
That night, we dreamed the journey:
ice-blue sky and the yodel of flight,
the sun’s pale wafer,
the crisp drink of clouds.
We dreamed ourselves so far aloft
that the earth curved beneath us
and nothing sang but
a whistling vee of light.
When we woke, we were covered with snow.
We rose in a billow of white.
lace sprouting from fingertips
in a dizzy cloud,
a pinwheel gathering glitter
Drops into air,
and full, a lattice
of stars spinning
sighs and settles
tucked in its own blanket