Old Frost Loiters
By P.L. Summers
One of the most beautiful things
I have ever seen
is a cardinal
taking its last breath;
Its color leaking into the snow
below.
Nothing lasts forever.
But I remember your name
from time to time.
There was a letter
in your handwriting
lying in pieces in the yard.
I tried to gather fragments
but I could make no sense of it.
Old frost
from you; from me,
still loiters
next to the fireplace and on the back steps.
I think I get it now. I think I know
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P.L. Summers holds a BA in English, Creative Writing from the University of Arkansas. His work has previously been published in The Axe Factory Press.
“Old Frost Loiters” (like much of the work on our pages) was originally written using another artwork for its muse along with the word “convergence.” P.L. remarked that the poem was written to harmonize with the sharp, parallel lines in the original art for the Convergence Expo by John Vega and show the convergence that takes place after two people have been separated long enough to understand each other. We at ZO have been really thrilled with the depth of thoughts and transference of imagery as we add other art to these very strong “stand alone” ideas.