It rains it thaws
Alicia Ostriker

It rains it thaws the action is wild down there
the silvery cold delicious wetness is trickling in
through tunnels and cracks

whatever tastes it begins to grasp and shove
my god I feel it happening through my shoes
a thousand worms threaded from their mucus cradles

already nudge the softening soil
a thousand rootlets uncurl
trembling icebound fingers

from The Book of Seventy