Santa Fe Poetry Broadside: Barbara Robidoux: First SNow

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Barbara Robidoux

First Snow

First snow lingers on the Sangres
I am trying to find a way back
not to you

to the long drives we took to the mountains
just to touch the earth
any red earth for our feet to caress
on our knees gathering pinon for food
and dead wood for fires to come

to the laughter over nothing
we could name, it lived between us
like a third person, when you left
I tried to convince it to stay,
bargained and begged
but it vanished like first snow
devoured by the desert sun.

I am trying to find a way back
to a time before balding TV newscasters
report on war like cheerleaders
encouraging their team to win
to a time before anthrax
before "homeland security"
before war on terror.

I am trying to find a way back
to long winter nights we lay on the blue sofa
sleepless from lovemaking
watching a magenta desert sky
turn golden by a rising sun.

First snow lingers on the Sangres
I am trying to find a way back
to you.

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Issue #25, February, 2002 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.