NOT AFRAID OF WINTER
by Ulrike Gerbig
When spring time came
This year
I aired the closets
And threw out
What old thoughts
Were hanging there
In summer
I danced my own sun dance
My pores cleaned
By heat and lustful living
It’s autumn now
And inside of me
Soft silver cobwebs form
Building nests
In which I lay
New thoughts
Like eggs
Ready for hatching
This year
I am not afraid
Of winter.