what time's the snow train coming in
I wonder sometimes when I hear the forecast
or look beyond the panes at the clouds edged in silver violet
or momentary cream.
was it a dream the school children dreamed
something icy to snarl the traffic or to make raspberry shrub from
something nostalgic so that suddenly I sense
the scents of Christmas cinnamon, oranges and cloves
and cannot tear myself from the view
of the snow train coming in perhaps,
the coming snowy view.
mary angela douglas 8 january 2021;22 march 2021
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