Snow Day, an Eight-liner (for D)
Brisk walking is what they say
is the best exercise to strengthen
an aging heart, to keep it go-
ing, so let’s go you verb and you
adjective to pump us on through
umber shadows, graphite smudges
of light alive with white drifting
flocons walking me home to you.
(Eight-liners, while related to the Sicilian octave, actually are a form all their own and can be found in the writing of Natalya Gorbanevskaya, poet and Soviet-era dissident who was locked for a time in a psychiatric hospital for her disobedience. Some of her “Eight liners” can be found in Natalya Gorbanevskaya, Selected Poems, translated by Daniel Weissbort.)
Drawing and poem by R Young.