hon
she’s been outside
with the dog
it’s cold out there
as cold as frost or snow
as cold as the slate sky
ho-on
the relevance of winter is
in some ways
tangential
to the main game
of routine and ritual
of hygiene and anti-mould
so every morning
through until breakfast has been eaten
and the dog played with
until it’s time to grind the beans
for coffee
the windows of the house
are open
to the chill temperatures
and the discerning draught
that finds it’s way
inside my bones
hon
are you cold
should we turn the heater on
a coded signal
that translates to
it’s time to shut the windows
and the doors
and turn the heater on
but I don’t get it
I never get it
and always take a moment
to consider
am I cold
did the bone-chill happen today
would I
perhaps
be just as happy
to have the doors and windows closed
so there is no draught
I respond
well
it’s not too bad today
I think I’m ok
what about you
love
but
when I look up
I see response is unnecessary
the heater is already in the process
of warming up
the answer
as tangential as the question
to the main game
of routine and ritual
© Frank Prem, 2009
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Frank, I have news for you. When she wants to grind the beans, she means she wants you to keep her warm, you old sod. 😁
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Ah.
Ah. So that’s what I was getting wrong!
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Frank….all this windows open stuff can only happen in a climate like Australia’s. Nonetheless I enjoyed this post!
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stay warm Anne. 🙂
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As a retired person my husband and I now spend the winter months after Christmas in Florida. We are lucky!
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That’s the way to do it. Meanwhile, I keep chopping wood for next winter.
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