the house floats like a ship on a wideopen sea, buffeted by waves of unbrokenwhite snow. we imaginethere are wolveshiding in the distant woods, eaglesin the trees, little brown field micecurled around the roots of buried corn.
we imagine we belong here, toothat our house and our boots are as mucha part of this wilderness as jack pinesand sparrows. inside our little housea fire blazes warm as springtimemelting the snow from our unobtrusive feet. [End Page 27]
Holly Day is a housewife and mother of two living in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Her poetry and fiction have appeared recently in Hawai'i Pacific Review, The Oxford American, and Slipstream. Her books include Walking Twin Cities, Insider's Guide to the Twin Cities, Music Composition for Dummies, Guitar-All-in-One for Dummies, and Music Theory for Dummies, which was recently translated into French, Dutch, Spanish, Russian, and Portuguese. She currently works as a writing instructor at The Loft Writing Center in downtown Minneapolis.