not a blog
Thu, 03 Dec 2009
The plow-blade lane's not quite the same
As where I'd drive when roads are sane,
But snowfall hides the road today
And so I look for asphalt grey
Whereon to wriggle 'round the turns
As hatchbacks wait like snakes in urns
To pop out from behind snowdrifts,
While minivans who drive like gits
In rain or shine, hail, sleet, or snow,
Beside me, left and right, they go,
Only to stop for semi-trucks
That waddle through the turns like ducks
that feast on men)
Then, going, let me go again,
Until my car and I regain
Our home along the plow-blade lane.
Tue, 18 Nov 2008
Fog across the road at noon?
No! It's snow!
Thu, 02 Nov 2006
A day's thaw
only the torsos of snowmen remain
Thu, 16 Feb 2006
Bands of frost obscure the moon
one after another
A frisson of awe
Nature's power triumphant:
The malls have shut down.
Thu, 17 Nov 2005
Last week, my coat first felt the air
Today I want long underwear.
Thu, 10 Nov 2005
My apartment was warm this morning
Mon, 25 Jul 2005
Outside, a cooling wind
Mon, 19 Jul 2004
Many things are far
Why did no one tell me this?
I like the far things.
Wed, 10 Dec 2003
He knows the route well
Still, I would not drive a bus
with cell phone in hand
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