The Peregrine Review

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Snow in April


Ellen Diehl


how often does your heart push away

the very human impulse of sorrow?

a flurry of the unexpected

makes us numb

when the peppery cold that lies softly on our hearts

stings far more for its imperceptibility

than for its gentle defiance of what cannot be controlled

it is easier to lie down and collect the dust

of what once moved freely in joyous waves across the shoreline

than to brush off the cold