Ode to Ford
Ode to Ford
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita . . .
— La Divina Commedia, Dante Alighieri
I.
We’d had nearly two feet of snow
and then the gale began to blow,
gusting to thirty-five.
My charge? To carry to my mom’s, alive
and not to . . .
. . . . . . .
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