Ode to the Shovellers of New York
O shovellers of New York
O ye mighty inhabitants of a city swept by snow
O ye stalled and ye stuck
O ye commuters and alternate-side-of-the-street parkers, praying for yet another day of parking regulation suspension
The winter is against you
The snow plows are against you
Rage, o ye keepers of cars in a city that doesn’t care
Rage, and dig
O look, o look where stubborn folly leads
Yet dig o ye shovellers
Beneath the deep snow, wheeled freedom awaits,
And shovelling too will pass.
Truly, spring will come.2011, In the City, January, Winter comment below, or link to this permanent URL from your own site.