Winter Poem

Beneath the snow
we could call the earth
naked. See, the winter’s
not angry, the winter’s
buttoning us up. Winter
forces us to put our hands
in our own armpits or
into another person’s
mouth. Winter keeps us
from licking light posts
and the postal service
jumping. Winter gives me
the cold ears of loved ones.
Clothes, strata of clothes,
conceal the vast majority
of us. Everything’s got
a bellybutton, hidden so that
when we see it, we’re
very much drawn to it .



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4 responses to “Winter Poem

  1. aunt jeanne

    your amazing, your Dad was so proud of you and still would be. I can’t help but think as sensitive as he was that he would understand your need/desire completely.
    Love you I so glad you back in our lives.

  2. was reading through some of your stuff again, Ryan, and although I enjoy all of it, the bit about everybody have a bellybutton is absolutely one of my favorite lines of all time. I noticed you’ve been putting out stuff more consistently lately. This is great. We both just need to keep writing! Cheers!

  3. Rex

    Sweet blog! I found it while searching on Yahoo News. Do you have any
    tips on how to get listed in Yahoo News?
    I’ve been trying for a while but I never seem to get there! Cheers

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