this cold and melancholy day

this day rises
through glowing mist
and dresses in a long flowing grey robe
without edges of color

the air holds its leaves suspended
the birds wait with folded wing
in small dark places

and i notice no singing
here or anywhere

till I sit up opening and
reach to kiss
even this cold and melancholy day

==Tony Crispino

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