IMG_0236She doesn’t feel the winter wind whipping her hair
as it rushes to strip leaves from the trees;
she doesn’t catch a snowflake on her tongue
or test the snow for packing qualities;
she doesn’t feel the bone-deep chill of winter nights
or sense her cheeks numbing in the breeze
because winter is a mere tableau beyond her windowsill,
a brief blast of air when the door flings open,
memories of sleigh rides, a woolen blanket on her knees.


About Judy Grigg Hansen
I write poetry and nonfiction, and I am passionate about the people, places, and wildflowers of Idaho and the Northwest.

One Response to Cocooned

  1. Marsha says:

    Love love love this. I’m so glad I get your poems. And this photo is wonderful. You are an amazing person.

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