MARCH SNOW
This snowstorm’s not exactly late,
In fact, they happen all the time.
This sort of thing’s what we expect
For living in a Northern clime.
Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean
It’s something we appreciate–
Wouldn’t it be more comforting
If winter had a closing date?
Snow begins, flake by flake.
For a little while I can follow
the little shapes as they fall
from the snow-colored
sky to the snow-covered ground.
I would wish all my life
to be this way:
slow steps, distinct musics,
each moment acknowledged,
every face its own.
January 2, 2015
