A couple geese from Canada
are squabbling like two geezers at the orange
tion workers, too few to be a chorus,
old love birds back from warmer climates.
The cold uncovers edge of scarf and collar
yet people find it
somehow mild in their loneliness, tolerant
of this small city filled with ice
accreting into grimy, patchwork mounds
still echoes homeward, white as noise downtown.