Wind song
It’s fun taking old poetry drafts that never came to flower and see if I can make something from them. I’ll go through a tear-down, deconstructive pruning process, then try to grow the poem back up from the roots. It’s a process of discovering what you were trying to say to begin with but couldn’t find the words for. Here we have a poem that looks back on the early stages of a relationship where one has doubts about where it’s going, not realizing at the time the beauty of it. This one has a happy ending because we listened to the wind song.
