Winter On Astor Street
Winter on Astor Street
The Gold Coast, Chicago
Beneath the canopy,
a doorman holds
a cast-iron door that lets
an ancient duchess issue.
Swathed in a silver gown
she tugs her sable cape
tight around a tumor
that nice young doctor
will announce tomorrow.
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2010
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