East
Window
Inching my chair back to stay in sun’s slant
path, its February arc brisk beyond
this east window. Frugal as a basking lizard,
I finally run out of speckled ledge, find
myself in cool shadow, beside the Christmas
cactus. Flowering again, it needs water.
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