Winter turns

A crisp breeze of new love on its way enters the kitchen windows
Rustling handwritten notes along the wooden breakfast table
Winter turns to quietly summon all her workers once more
Without any reason.

Copyright Β© Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

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  1. I haven’t read poetry since I had to study it at high school – I’m so glad I check in though. Love the imagery of winter summoning her workers. I had never thought what gender winter would be – but this seems spot on.

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