Dragging furniture to find the spaces to fill
up again
with the assorted Christmas decorations and accumulated fall touches
too early
to discard
turning on an assortment of dim lights for the remote corners but putting the small tree of green , red and gold front and center
to show off
its brightness while hiding
the large cardboard box it came in back in the unused area of the house relegated to shed
and
sitting down in the enveloping velour
now pulled front and center
awkwardly taking up the centre
realizing that the old brown provincial covered in a knit needs to go somewhere because there is too much and through the collection of pots brought in from the storm and winds there walks an ancient
in belted coat and plastic hat with a steady enough step
just as the iron grey sky squints the last of the day
inspiring some sensibility to try and regain the lost strength and ignore the numbness
and
even to smile
An Embarrassment of Freedom 