THERE’S SOMETHING HAPPENING IN WINTER STREET

There’s something happening in Winter Street

The caged garden springs in revolt

Against the concrete and the season.

Fireworks celebrate

Through a greenish sky

Their audible colours stifle the thrum of an August city

My eyes gasp and my mind applauds

Reminding me that it has been

Almost a year

And everything is still

Topsy-turvy

© Mel Lampro