February

This poem seems to be about a person who is very bitter about a lost love. He is very depressed throughout the poem and discusses common steep types of what people do after bad breakup ups, like eating a lot and just laying around all day, feeling bad for oneself, "winter. Time to eat day and watch hockey." The speaker is very bitter about love in general. "But it's love that does us in. Over and over." It's hard to be open to love when, as has apparently happened to this person, it causes you so much pain. I'm not sure the significance of the cat in the poem. I think the speaker does go through a transportation from depression to optimism throughout the poem though, partly helped along by the cat. In the end the speaker says, "Let it be spring". This stands for the end of winter, the period of depression that he has beed experiencing.