My January sleep brushes a dragonfly,
wing-stopped over life budding
above the flat-topped golden seed pod
of a mud-risen white lotus—
my midnight mudra opening.
Heat trickles, and my hand fiddles
at a hairline itch, a flit second,
until winter cracks
my eye-shuttered sunlight,
and the furnace thuds gray.
Catherine Hamrick is a copywriter in the greater Atlanta area. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in The Blue Mountain Review, storySouth, Pine Mountain Sand & Gravel: Appalachian Witness, The Ekphrastic Review, Sparks of Calliope, Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine, Willows Wept Review, and elsewhere. Find her online at https://randomstoryteller.com.