Feb. 2nd Snow

"That night and for years afterward, she had envisioned another dream land, built from the imaginings of powerful women dreamers. Perhaps it would have fewer gods, she thought as she watched the moon vanish over the horizon, leaving her in the darkness of the ninety-seven stars.”

from The Dream-Quest of Vellitt Boe
by Kij Johnson,

"The stories you remember feel like mirrors,

And rereading them like leafing through your life at a certain age,

As though the years were pages."

from A Private Singularity

by John Koethe

full poem available here

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/57386/a-private-singularity

"that when you return
to bathe in dust and build your nests again
in a roofless world where no one hears your cheeps,
only a starling’s modem mimicry
will remind you of how you once supplied
the incidental music of our lives."

From

 For the House Sparrow, in Decline

                                  Paul Farley

 

" If only we could speak to one another then

when our hearts are half-open flowers.

Words like golden bees

would drift in.

- God, teach me the language of sleep."

                         - When They Sleep

                                    Rolf Jacobsen