Sunday, April 19, 2009

day eighteen: the wind and the lake

rising up the horizon
the water
still warm from
the kindness of
summer's heat
but soon
months pass
and bring changes
across the great lakes
arctic winds
arrive without mercy
the water rises
then falls as snow

out come the shovels
grinding plows
icy asphalt symphony
outside my window
children hopeful for
school closing
ice skates come out
and the match is touched
to kindling and firewood
inside, safe and warm

and the locals
wind each other up
over coffee in diners
shiver and grumble
and long for
the kindness of
summer's heat

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