Of Snow and Ice
Fifty-two words in Inuktitut
A full deck plus a Joker
That's me
As a bike courier
Each day's weather
Was a new game to play
Winter storms a sport of kings
For traffic riders
Crowned insane
Beneath a frosted balaclava
A fervent grin with
Road salted teeth
Grinding
Under tread
Fifty-two words for snow and ice
I don't speak but understand
I know them intimately each.
17.11.23
Composed for Viv Wigley's
"My Winter"
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2017
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