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Literary Hook: Poem shows mixed feelings about winter and snow
By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet
Winter is here. Snow has arrived. Here’s a poem celebrating the mixed feelings we have about winter and snow.
Snow Salsa Sonnet
Dancing with the wind, slanted snow swivels,
salsa slashing the windows. We’re snowed in.
A corner icicle hangs and drivels
like an intravenous glucose machine.
I put on Tropicales and dance, too,
a solo sequestered salsa (of sorts),
a solitary rendezvous, not blue.
Midwesterners must always be good sports
when winter comes conquering and calling.
We dance and read, watch old movies, maybe
paint a closet or polish brass. Befalling
all it can befall, snow on limb of tree.
Stay and salsa a day, you swaying snow.
Just a day, OK? Then, you have to go.
This poem was first published in Minotaur.
Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet. She received the Lawrence E. Gloyd Community Impact Award at the 2012 Rockford Area Arts Council State of the Arts Awards.
From the Dec. 18-24, 2013, issue