Sunday, February 3, 2013

Pittsburgh 7

My friend on Facebook reassures
the groundhog has given signs that
it will be an early spring to melt the snow
and bring back afternoon walks to the cultural district

this yearning for sun churned by superstition
only reinforces what I already know from reading
the weather forecast of February, and March too
but that does not impede the good cheer

arising from the unquenchable thirst
to touch wood whenever something works out
or the sudden drawing back when a plump
black cat ran across Arch Street, crying in distress

I want to tell him that it’s good to know
we unite in our common longings and also fears
about the residues the cold nights leave behind
besides the backyard shorn of its pristine whiteness

like an angle who lost the battle.

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