Sleeping Weather

Before the heat of summer

with it’s guttural blaring window a/c units

after the cold of winter

with it’s clanking, hissing steam pipes

there is a span of time, mere days

when the windows can be held open to the night,

letting out

the trapped miasma,

letting in

the cool damp air scented with sprouting shoots and soil.

In the dark early morning hours of it

chilled skin withdraws

under the warm weight of the covers

almost without waking.