Saturday, January 10, 2009
A poem about summer, made in winter
It's rare to see a winter storm roll through Chicago for well over 24 hours, non stop at that, but that's exactly what happened this Friday/Saturday. With the exception of a coffee run, most of my time was spent at the computer or staring out the window. Seeing all that snow made me wish for warmer weather, and that seemed to be reflected in a poem I wrote (well, poem might be an inappropriate word seeing as it's certainly not a strength of mine). Nonetheless, I had fun wracking my brain for the right words. It's about time spent at a lake in Crivitz, WI. Sounds like a disease, but it's a wonderful, small lake that I go to with friends for the 4th of July. If you'd like to see a hi res version, click here.