Beside this door a January tree
Answers a few day's warmth with shoots of green;
And knowing what the winds must do, I see
A hint of something human in the scene.
No matter how the almanacs have said
Hold back, distrust a purely local May,
When did we ever learn to be afraid?
Why are we scarred with winter's thrust today?
Other Adrienne Rich songs:
all Adrienne Rich songs all songs from 1951