Television

Walking through my neighborhood one evening

Past blue television lights that strobe against snow

From the safety of living room windows

Hockey game on tonight

Or reruns of a sitcom.

Maybe the news...

Heatless air speeds me on home

And without pause in my stride I

Glance accidentally from the sidwalk.

Glacial drift sits with precarious obediancy

Stretching upon curbs and corners,

Windswept between half-shovelled driveways

In demanding, uncivilized grace.