The Blizzard Of ’25
George, our server, said
the city hasn’t seen this much snow
since the 1800s.
We’d taken a winding track
through narrow neighborhood streets
made even more impassable
by six-foot drifts on each side.
Buried sidewalks meant the shreds of street
were filled with people,
stumbling and slipping on the way home.
From inside the Syrian restaurant
it all seemed like a distant memory
as we sipped cilantro mocktails
and sliced into fried cheese dumplings
with a tomato and quince jam.
The trouble with travel, I always find,
is the having to go back, just when
you were imagining you wouldn’t.
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18 February 2025
Montreal
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