Monday, December 22, 2008


Dad skims the weather reports
For Las Vegas, Malibu
Freak snowstorms in warm cities

In true Canadian fashion, he comments
On how wonderful it must be for them
To see real snow, many for the first time
Coating trees like icing sugar
Sparkling in the streets
Not a word about driving or drainpipes

Sure, we all complain about it
But there’s something about snowflakes
Caught in my eyelashes
That makes me feel beautiful
Despite my bulbous ski jacket
Ugly, practical boots

I am warm against the snow
Breathing out mist, like a spirit.

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