Saturday Poem / February 2nd 2009


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It is forty days after Christmas and exactly

halfway between Winter Solstice

and the Spring Equinox.

 

It is Candlemas, a celebration of the day

Jesus was presented at the temple.

 

This is the day we renamed our city Sixburgh

for the sixth Super Bowl win yesterday.

It is Groundhog Day; he saw his shadow.

 

James Joyce was born today in 1882

and my mother came alive in 1913.

 

Folklore says it is the day that the ewes

get pregnant with the spring lambs.

Kay Comini

Kay Comini is a member of the Madwomen in the Attic Poetry Workshop and her work has appeared in Poet Lore, Madwomen Anthologies and White Eagle Coffee Tree Anthology, among other publications. She lives in the South Side Slopes.


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