light dims

heavy gray clouds all day
and a slippery, inch-thick crust of ice on the snow
thick enough to walk on without breaking through, if you’re quick about it
and occasional deeper-throated bird warbles for spring

after playing with the cats
we walk slowly into town
under a heavy sky
on hard, sad snow
past mute trees,
trying not to be irritated with the world, with each other;
then back home
as the light dims