Hello readers! Every week, the BOA staff shares one of our favorite poems from our over 300 collections of poetry. This week's poem is from Charles Rafferty's new collection The Smoke of Horses—now available in bookstores everywhere and on the BOA Bookstore!

Leisure

The darkness takes refuge beneath our bed again, and it doesn’t matter
that the sun has risen a minute sooner than it did the day before. We
have curated a warmth merely by lying here, and we take turns hitting
the snooze button. The dog has not complained. The birds will not die
down. We wait for the eggs to cook themselves.

Listen to this poem on The Writer's Almanac.