Nivation

They were pleasant spring days, in which the winter of man's discontent was thawing as well as the earth, and the life that had lain torpid began to stretch itself. - Thoreau

an unforsaken veil has been lifted

march is wuthering and the snow is liquescent

revealing all that was coalesced and hidden

all that has been forgotten

all that is begotten

inertia beaten and burned

the licked thumb and forefinger of a biblical page turned

another season of faith earned

time to put away the afghan of contraception

a gelid age of a stagnant existence exhausted

god's refrigerator defrosted

Author's Note

"As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age." - Thoreau