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February Can Be Mean
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Glen Sorestad


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Morning wind chill — minus 45 degrees. It is hard
to fire up your engine and crawl from a warm bed.
Spring may be approaching, somewhere, but here,
the rising sun is a scoop of pale orange sherbet.
It’s true, February is the briefest month — be wary.
Freezing plus melting plus freezing equals treachery.
Pity the deer, sore-hoofed, pawing hard glazed snow,
to forage slim grass strands through jagged ice shards.
February is psychotic ? uncaring and remorseless:
diabolical impressario of winter’s deadliest storms.
Present Valentines to those who survive the month;
console yourself with each added minute of sunlight.
by Glen Sorestad.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Glen Sorestad is a Canadian poet, fiction writer, editor, publisher, anthologist, and public speaker. Author of eighteen books of poetry and many short stories, his work has appeared in more than fifty anthologies and textbooks. Glen taught for many years before embracing a full-time career in writing and publishing. An active member of the Writers Union of Canada and the League of Canadian Poets, he served from 2000-2004 as Saskatchewan’s first Poet Laureate and has given public readings of his poetry in every province of Canada, as well as in the U.S. and many parts of Europe. In November of 2010, Glen was inducted into the esteemed Order of Canada as a reward for his lifetime of outstanding achievement, dedication to his community, and service to his nation. Glen lives in Saskatoon; learn more about him here. 

 


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Robert Currie:
i missed a few poems while I was away, but I'm glad to catch this one, which I so true of Saskatchewan in February. Good work, Glen.
Posted 02/17/2013 03:43 PM
transitions:
I am no fan of Feb. but really like this poem, especially the last line. Judy
Posted 02/15/2013 05:12 PM
mimi:
wonderful poem that perfectly captures February!
Posted 02/15/2013 11:57 AM
Carol Hauer:
I love this poem. Good advice to be wary of treacherous February.
Posted 02/15/2013 10:17 AM
tannerlynne:
I actually love February...but i like this poem too.... a lot
Posted 02/15/2013 08:04 AM
jlschuster:
I like this. My grandmother lives in Fairbanks, and I am going to send it to her.
Posted 02/15/2013 07:50 AM
Larry Schug:
Ain't that the truth! This perfectly captures life in the tamarack bog near my house in good, honest language. I especially like they way you describe the sun.
Posted 02/15/2013 07:38 AM
phebe.davidson@gmail.com:
Perfect--a poem full of good advice!
Posted 02/15/2013 06:37 AM


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