the snow falls carelessly
covering crowded streets
as people rush
through past conversations and
all of the objects in their world
for the one perfect thing
that brings back a moment
reminds of an interest
tells a story
to be consecrated with paper and ribbon
and handed to another
so no matter what the new year brings
in its rough hands
this object becomes a talisman
that someone else’s life
because you exist
“ 'Course, I'm mad about animals, but raccoons and cats become a little bit boring. I mean, for too long a time.”
“Little Edie” Bouvier Beale
The snow threatened all morning and began to come like sawdust blowing off the edge of a workbench before becoming hardened little shard then flurries of feathery clumps that began to stick to the sidewalks as we discussed house things with our neighbor.
The coming winter has been apparent for some time through a few bitterly cold nights and morning frosts and flurries and even the stray cats that abound near our intersection have begun their search for someplace warm to deliver kittens and avoid freezing.
Then – night before last – came the birds: When we got home from work in the dark it looked as if the leaves on the maples in front of our house and down the block had turned black instead of falling. When getting out of the car, the leaves took flight and circled the houses low making dissatisfied squawks before settling back into the trees…
Between the cats and the birds, the snow is a welcome change.
The Cathedral District (proper) is a large area as designated by 1980's district maps on file at City Hall.
I decided to designate a portion of the district under another name to clarify the "where" I am writing of. I am sure there are interesting happenings - I *know* there is a rapidly disappearing wealth of interesting buildings - in the Cathedral District as a whole, but it is the smaller tightly settled and connected portion framed within Washington, Hoyt and Genesee that I see on a daily basis. And that is what I mostly write about: My neighborhood with its quirks, and the rare interesting trips away from home that might be of interest to those who live nearby... Entries whose titles are [bracketed] are currently being edited for consideration as a collection of published poems (duplicated non-bracketed titles are the original thought or impression that came prior to the poems). Please feel especially welcome to comment and critique these entries; the assitance of extra eyes is most welcome!Visit. Read. Comment. Please:)