The melting snow sings with its dripping,
but I can't decide what the song is about,
death or life? Which sort of reminds me
of sitting in church as a kid,
listening to someone preach of sin
drowning virtue
without ever considering the dead float,
while the living flail about,
fighting buoyancy, believing they know
how deep the bottom really is.
Richard LeDue (he/him) lives in Norway House, Manitoba, Canada. He has been published both online and in print. He is the author of ten books of poetry. His latest book, “Sometimes, It Isn't Much,” was released from Alien Buddha Press in February 2024.
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