Monday's Poem: Interlude

A poem is the best way to start any week (any day, any moment, for that matter). And so every Monday I'll share a poem from the thousands of poems that rest impatiently on my bookshelf. Today's poem: "Interlude" by Timothy Muskat. This is an imagery poem--the kind you just step into and breathe.

Interlude

My old brown dog

lies in

sweet spring

grass

sleeping

undisturbed

as armies

of crocus

are just

blooming

& blooming

around her

*from Poetry East, Chicago: DePaul University, 1997.