City in Winter
Cabbies holler from yellow toboggans,
“Uptown, downtown—where to, Mac?”
Huskies tug them over slush piles,
Sixteen mushed mutts to a pack.
Sidewalk vendors deal in shovels.
Shop signs lend a neon glow,
Blue, to ice-encrusted buses
Budged like bison through the snow.
Bundled children riding reindeer
Race from block to block. A bear
Has blundered out of hibernation
Snarling up the thoroughfare.
A parliament of snowy owls—
There!—awakes and shares a perch:
A fire escape where I am watching,
A street across from a buried church.
© 2015 Steven Withrow, all rights reserved
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