It’s Snowing In New York.

It’s quiet because of the snow

Clear because of the quiet

And it snows because it’s empty.

There is room for it here,

In the box with all the questions.


The window across the street

Is reflecting the window next to me,

So I can see the neighbor kids

On tip toes, checking

When I see movement,

I check too.

As of yet it’s still a black sky turned orange

We wait, we’re patient.


I didn’t have it enough as a child

Never had to shovel it before school

So there’s no headache about it getting dirty

No bitterness of what it turns to

No worry of what it ruins

It’s a novelty to me

It’s what airplanes used to be.


I sit at a window, waiting

Most the days of my life.

I hold a box, open

That carries every question

I’ll ever have.

Tonight while I wait,

I thumb through curiosities

Laugh at old questions

And try not to let future uncertainties

Weigh the box down too much.


It’s a soft pink, satin ribbon

That holds the thing shut,

And when the snow starts

To fall tonight

I’ll open it

At the neighbor kids looking

At the clarity of it falling

At the quiet of it sticking

The couple laughing

The street lights changing

The flag that’s snapping

At the snow that’s falling

And I’ll catch all the little truths

That come with snow

And watch God fall

And then I’ll know.

16 thoughts on “It’s Snowing In New York.

  1. I really loved the line, “It’s a novelty to me/ It’s what airplanes used to be.”
    Beautiful and nostalgic. I really enjoy your blog. I deeply appreciate you putting yourself and fibromyalgia out there, more than you know. thank you for giving me the courage to keep going even though if I had the chance I would rather be at home, sleeping, and trying not to be in pain.


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  3. Here in los angeles it’s about 1am…
    I’m up b/c of this ridiculous cold i have that is keeping me from sleep.
    Your poem is beautiful.
    I hope you find some peaceful sleep tonight.


  4. I wish I could say we should meet up and not be weird. You just seem like such an awesome person. Hope you’re having a fabulous time in New York; if you want any recommendations for good bars or lounges in New York (even the ones that have food so you don’t have to drink on le meds) hit me up.


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