Spring Forward, Fall Back
by Troy Jollimore
In November, the hours are slower; winding down weather, the fresh lather of a first snow. The winter, with its months of hospital afternoons
Obviously a poem more apt to post in November, but the advice is good for any time change. "Speak now, kiss now/before the river freezes altogether."
waits huddled just over the border. And ice will make all the distances that much further. Speak now, kiss now before the river freezes altogether.