unseasonable snow—
robins pick at last year's
wizened apples
satellite dish—
six icicles drip
from six channels
nice pruning job—
robin titters loudly
from a new stump
frozen hose—
the cubit of a dead
neighbour's arm
(for Des, who died suddenly of a stroke)
sidewalks clear—
the cupcakes of these rooves
and ladened gables
book launch—
some dirty snow still
hugs the curb
Sunday in the park—
kids and caboodle,
even a poodle!
from one tree
aspen's winter thought
in dendrite and root
trees still in bud—
an ant pauses before
a cigarette but
