Kitchen Table MFA (ALL): Frost
Words By Marilyn Annucci, Art By M. Maggs
This poem is part of the Kitchen Table MFA, a series that showcases writing communities through interviews and creative writing.
Inside, the windows become a museum
of ephemeral doilies
made by lonely savants.
In another hour,
the sun will spread
its yellow oil, will take
what it wants from
knobs and sills, the blades
of snow blowers and the mustaches
of men unzipping their jackets.
Until then, no one can be sure.
We step tentatively
down the shining walks,
sending out from cold lips
little ghosts without boots.