Madame Neige (Madame Snow)
(Poem by Wendy Howe )

The east wind
curtsies with a nervous chill
and the river swallows
 a lump of ice --

the pale empress
has sailed in, swirling
around Île-de-France in her sabled cloak and gown.

Streets become a garland
of car lights
twisting through Paris
with agitated sparkle.

And from my window,
I smile. Napoleon
tried to invade Russia
with his grand army
but failed --

and now her ghost arrives
with a cold coup d'état.
All avenues are blocked
and we blend
into this waiting, the skyline
an endless sentence
of fog. Tomorrow
it will be clearer, punctuated
with a scant circling
of birds.
© 2011, Wendy Howe. E-mail.

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