WALKING AFTER SHOVELING SNOW
Two and a half miles this morning in the driveway
One set of tire tracks is what I’m looking for
If I’d put on snow shoes neighbors would understand
You could put on skis today!
Ancestral prayers are not timed or tied
My mother is with me this morning
She’s here without a sign
I don’t hear or see a thing
No voices in this snow
On this walk I can’t figure out my own sadness
this edgy-like anger disturbance
while this quiet beautyway
This Blessingway knows
I’ve forgotten how many times I’ve circled this block
where they’ve yet to build houses
My legs are stiff and cold
My jacket and pants are wet
Snow is turning to rain
One day this sadness will not be part of this walk
Ancestors heal one at a time under different conditions
One day my mother will no longer suffer
Jim Bodeen
10 December 2022
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