February Resolution

On a day
Stringent with February sun,
On a hill
Scrubbed to the bone, rain–dun,
Under the sky
Tumbled with unkempt cloud.
In a wind
Shrill as a boy, lark–loud
When yet
Tight, wind–wrung catkins thicken,
Let us uproot spent foolishness, and set
New hopes to quicken.