Poem: In Several Colors

In Sev­er­al Colors
by Jane Kenyon
From Col­lect­ed Poems

Every morn­ing, cup of coffee
in hand, I look out at the mountain.
Ordi­nar­i­ly, it’s blue, but today
it’s the col­or of an eggplant.
And the sky turns
from gray to pale apricot
as the sun rolls up
Main Street in Andover.
I study the cat’s face
and find a trace of white
around each eye, as if
he made him­self up today
for a part in the opera.

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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