in the wintering of her mind.She spins, toe prints covered
by the dancing of the storm.
The Wind, her partner,twirls her stiffly
and lifts her hair ina funneling chaos of sound.
She recalls, faintly
the hum of embers
popping with the tunes
in his voice.His eyes, half-lidded
flick like candles-
distant as her heart in the storm.