It’s Poetry Friday!
Tabatha has the round-up today at The Opposite of Indifference. Be sure to stop by for a beautiful poem by Denise Levertov, “Concurrence.” I encourage you also to explore the meditations for this poem in the link Tabatha offers.
Here in the northeast we are preparing for the biggest winter storm we’ve had in a few years. When cold weather hits, I often think about the birds staying sheltered and warm. Turns out they are much like us.
Ready for Winter
I’m toasty in layers of sweaters and jackets;
my bird friends are fluffing fine feathers of down.
When fingers are freezing we put them in pockets
like bird beaks and feet tucked tight in a crouch.
A bunch of us crowd into forts made of snow;
birds huddle and cuddle on evergreen boughs.
I know the best places for sledding and skating;
birds recall spaces that house a seed stash.
We’re ready for winter, my bird friends and I –
the snowsqualls, the deep freeze, the thrill of the chill.
Draft, 2026RoseCappelli
I am especially thinking today of my poetry friends in the Minneapolis area. May you find shelter in the storm. Be safe.
Imagine the Possibilities 
Snowsqualls! Love that you are your bird friends are ready, Rose. Hope it’s not too miserable. xo
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Thanks, Irene! By the looks of the empty shelves in the grocery store this morning, you’d think we’ll be snowed in for weeks! (not likely)
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So charming! I love the comparison with our bird friends. Stay warm, Rose!
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Thanks, Tabatha. And thanks for hosting this week.
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Thank you, Rose, for this jaunty poem! Love all of it, especially “the thrill of the chill” and how you made so many great bird/human parallels!!! Keep cozy this weekend!
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Thanks, Mona. You, too!
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Such a flight of word play & avian affection, Remarkable Rose! I’m wishing the birds use all the assists you’ve mentioned in such a wonderfully rhyming way. Wish es for your cosy times inside, too. your fan, JAN
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