All day today the ice melted.
My name is Queen.
I haven’t melted at all
though I am soft
and getting softer
until I will pardon you all.
I watch benignly as one by one
you slink off down diminishing avenues
to somewhere less central.
I pardon Jimmy who egged on Joe
who threw the snowball at Jean
and I pardon Jean for wiping off the snow
as if snow were something that should go.
Even the grass is pushing snow aside.
I can feel it rising up inside me, too.
I pardon it
and get on with my reign.
Listen to Anna Jackson read ‘Spring’
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Anna Jackson lectures in English at Victoria University. She has published several books of poetry with Auckland University Press, most recently The Gas Leak (2006). A fifth collection, Thicket, will be published in July 2011.