Poem #2,792 | Frost will not be as common as it was

Frost will not be as common
as it was –
We cracked thru’
leas –
ice was thick for days
at a time
[enough to glaze &
stiffen flooded fields] –
coat
of white –
close-up sparkled
spray of a cold-giving God &
no warmth for numb fingers
shoved into pockets of stuff
& how thin our clothes hung
on our small skinny shrugs –
Exhales chimney-plumed &
then combined over our line
outside a pre-fab classroom
[we blew in awe] –
Inside all
that nature was held back &
our education adjusted to a
heated hour of core thought