it’s coming, the quiet before the storm
but what is it we should anticipate:
a mere change of sky drifted over in clouds
and menaced by forks of lightning, cowed
by thunders and fierce winds . . . or something more
metaphorical, more complicated
abstract, human and miraculous, whether
for good or ill or merely for different.
optimism is a peculiar lust
for improvement, driven by faith stubborn
as rooted oaks in fertile soil, desirous
of leaves and grass and summer’s plenty, green
and burgeoning, full of eternity
and hope even in the face of hindrance.
David M Pitchford
22 Nov 2011