I wear them in all my winter
I will wear them in other winters
they are my skin against the grey landscape
do you have a blanket that is skin?
would you ever wash it?
see how the wood weathers different
the choice in curtains
the differing views
some windows walk down the street and birds
fly out the opening
my birds are in the sky
they have their contentment
my windows have rain
on the glass
which make rainbows