snow
this winter there’s been snow
Christmas was white all across Canada
the first time, my father tells me, in 35 years
this rain-soaked city wasn’t ready to turn white
its inhabitants wear gum boots and carry umbrellas
shake off the accumulation of snow every so often
abandon our cars to the sides of roads
I’ve been waiting for rain for weeks
ready to watch this strange landscape melt
return to what is green and familiar
to a surface on which I can find my footing
but the snow keeps coming
covering up the slush turned to ice and
the six inch tire grooves frozen now into permanence
on every side street across Vancouver
making my world ever more unfamiliar and strange
I feel lost in this great whiteness of mine
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