Laura’s forecast


from the cradle she'd trudged this far
winter snows are bluest
at dusk, but still

there are no notes
worth the ink
and confessions without firecrackers
do not even warrant a whistle

stoned with holy fury
the adulteress is fearless

for Mephistopheles is bored
by those who slip religion
into conversation
just before
the coffin
closes

In Shay’s word garden this week we have a choice lexicon from Laura Nyro

14 thoughts on “Laura’s forecast

  1. Oh yes, conversions on the deathbed or in the jailhouse are deeply dull. So glad you found the word list!

  2. Well-crafted and full of expressive images that convey much more than they state. I especially like ‘winter snows are bluest at dusk…” and of course, the final lines.

  3. Hooked my imagination right off the bat and could see a medieval tapestry with these images, and in the foreground bored Mephistopheles waiting for the clerics to disappear before the coffin closes. Enjoyed this very much, Laura, including the understated humor.
    Pax,
    Dora

  4. Oh, yes. This is great. I love “winter snows are bluest / at dusk, but still” that is perfect. The last stanza is fantastically interesting. Wow.

  5. Laura — May the joy of the season fill your heart here at the closing if the year 2021, and may peace abide in 2022. This is a most difficult time for our planet earth, and a time of turmoil for its peoples. May 2022 begin the way back! ✌🏼❤️🌎

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