By Stéphanie Filion
snow
nature taking its course
over the city
covering everything
in the school yard
children playing
all this life
apart from me
the oak still carries
its leaves
could not resign
to let them go
paper burnt
clinging
and yet there is one
on the road
parchment
on white snow
I move with difficulty
the snow forces my steps
to slowness
my balance
to center
I walk towards you
beautiful cherry tree
you who bore fruit last summer
ribboned path
white on white
In the snow
I recognize on my way
lilac rosebush
the little pear tree
in the fall its fruits
strewn all over the ground
everything seems dead
everything’s asleep
beautiful cherry tree
with your trunks intertwined
along the spiral staircase
in the back of this house
I’ve been loved
on my tiptoes
from one step to another
I gathered thy sour cherries
it was another season
the father of the man I loved
taught me
the art of preserving fruits
for the depth of winter
he has since left us
beautiful cherry tree
nude and upstanding
we await you and I
the return of the geese
and fragrant spring flowers
Stéphanie Filion is a poet based in Montreal, Quebec, Canada.
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