This morning
I watched from
my window
as a neighbor
cleared my iced-in
walk.
The sound of the shovel
took me back to when
I liked a little
winter,
although I
can’t remember why.
I had imagined
myself shut
in til spring—
these days
I enjoy nothing as much
as the thought of calamity.
I don’t believe
she worked up a sweat
or sent her heart
racing—although
she saved me from both
and a sore back,
but when she finished
she carefully tapped
her Apple watch—
nowadays even
kindness must
be counted.
Steve Deutsch has been widely published both on line and in print. Steve was nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize. He is poetry editor for Centered Magazine. Perhaps You Can (2019), Persistence of Memory (2020) and Going, Going, Gone (2021) were all published by Kelsay Press.
