old snow

the old snow settles in,
becomes crotchety
stubborn in its insistence
on retaining territories

but the new is coming –
eight inches forecast
to whisper its cloak
over the dogged old

for now, I step gently –
cautious of sheen
and crunch, only at intervals
glancing up at the stars

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the augury

you were new
as buttercups
in April,

silent as a spill
of church-light
on the grass

though I felt it
in my own throat –
your breath

and that sweet,
augural hitch
as I passed