We leave our houses together —
I with my lunch kit, you your ragged fur,
and startle each other across the lawn — steal a glance,
then you clear the white hill,
all that’s left of the winter
castle holding you in its box,
look straight ahead, freeze into the ice.
Not even patience, just the glue of instinct
keeps you there,
Cassy Welburn is a Calgary poet and storyteller who has toured the country sharing her stories and poetry. Her work can be found in The Antigonish Review, Arc Magazine, FreeFall Magazine, in poetry anthologies and on CBC Radio. She teaches new Canadians, as well as gifted students of all ages. Her poetry collection, Changelings, will be published in the fall of 2015 by Frontenac House of Calgary.
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