Poem: A Hazleton Winter, by Mark Tulin/Vita Brevis Press

A Hazleton Winter, by Mark Tulin

Much thanks to Brian Geiger of Vita Brevis Press for publishing this poem in his fine magazine.

I remember a Hazleton winter
The cars skidding off the road
Mountains of snow drifting ten feet high
The strong winds showing no mercy

It was quite a relief to get out of the cold,
to be inside my fatherโ€™s produce store,
standing by the kerosene heater,
feeling my icy toes dethaw

For a moment, I felt a breath of spring
when I opened the wooden crates
of tangerines, fresh apricots,
and unwrapped the red delicious apples

I eventually got warm
with a steaming hot cup of coffee
while my snowy boots formed a puddle
in the middle of my fatherโ€™s concrete floor.

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

12 comments on “Poem: A Hazleton Winter, by Mark Tulin/Vita Brevis Press

  1. Such a lovely memory of coming in from the cold!

  2. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Take a journey with Mark’s words!!!

  3. Wow Mark! I loved this! You were so masterful at having your words take us on a visualized tour down memory lane to your Dad’s produce store. Bravo, My Firend Bravo Congrats on having this published!
    Chuck ๐Ÿ˜โœจโœจ๐Ÿ‘

  4. Theresa

    Sounds heavenly to come out the cold like that! What a great memory. Thanks for sharing and congrats on getting it published.

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