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February 26, 2010

My sister calls from the hospital in Virginia to give me a report. She has snuck away for a few minutes for a cigarette. Mom had a rough night but her cognitive functions are good and her eyes are bright. This detail seems important to my sister. The morphine appears to be helping with the pain, and the nurses have installed a PICC to help get her sufficiently hydrated to withstand the surgery. The surgery itself has been moved up, from the late afternoon to 10:56 a.m. The preciseness of this time strikes me as odd, as I listen, staring out my office window.

late winter
watching snow swirl
aimlessly

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February 25, 2010

Presidents Day
not a car disturbs
last night’s snow

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February 19, 2010

Ash Wednesday — her doctors find a mass

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February 17, 2010

winter afternoon
in the branches of the burning bush
a cardinal flares

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February 15, 2010

Valentine’s night
fog surrounds the house
she fled

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February 12, 2010

the snow changed
to rain changed to snow —
gray lakes

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February 9, 2010

the bird cage
in my coffee cup
quavering

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February 7, 2010

winter rain    waiting to hear back

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February 4, 2010

the snow recedes
my footprints
last to go

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February 1, 2010

the Wolf Moon
wears a winter shroud
freezing fog