Gudrun Mouw

Cold under a sun intensely bright,

another day finds it’s unstable way

towards an end. True to nature, the wind

…

does not say where it goes, or from where it came.

November wind, I am not the only one 

who contracts. Now, I ask

…

what are you unwinding, wind,

and is that the sound of encouragement?

I imagine, there, beyond closed windows.

…

Since that west March deployment across the Atlantic,

I have not like