Nothing is unusual about this.
But it’s not normal.

For example,
Winter is a picture of summer.

I can still feel
The wind from the north, though.

I first met you when the sun stuck to everything.
And distance was measured

By light, that after traveling 97 million miles,
Showed your face.

Still, you shivered at night.
You were so thin, then.

I’ve felt the sunlight here and there today.
But, I can’t say what I feel.

I try to remember the birds that summer
That somehow made it back.

-Ph 23/2/17 Kitchener, ON, CA

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