Light on
at the corner of my yard for the lady next door
who
walks her dog
in the dark
down the village street
the corner light
above
the mailbox is yellowing with age
some of the neighbours had put up some Christmas lights
but some haven’t
it is maybe too early
or maybe too late
it is cold now and nobody wants to do lights
it is cold
snow was here and wind has ripped on through the village a couple of times on wild days this week with rain washing away the snow leaving fallen fences, branches in the lane and newspapers in the wrong places
trying
to stay
warm with extra layers and covering
up
the cat
unexpected but not atypical
demands
tightening
wrinkles
into place
An Embarrassment of Freedom 