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Stalactites
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Latte' stares
out the dining room window
at the back yard
spying
something.
From my gutters
there are
long columns of ice
resembling giant stalactites,
like found in caves.
When I was a child
I tried to take
an aluminum baseball bat
to one like these,
figuring it would shatter;
or at least provide me
with an epically cool ice - spear.
Instead,
I was hurled backward
as if I
had struck
a solid wall of concrete.
I join Latte',
my young tabby,
in considering them.
I wonder if they'll
rip my gutters apart.
I wonder how these things
were created.
By a slow drip,
or by a gushing torrent
suddenly frozen in place?
I find it odd
that even at 20 degrees
(f)
a few of them drip constantly
as if melting.
Perhaps it is
the warmth of our house.
We need more insulation.
I think Latte'
is considering the birds
(he's a born killer, after all)
while I consider the ice
and think about digging out
my old aluminum bat
one more time.
out the dining room window
at the back yard
spying
something.
From my gutters
there are
long columns of ice
resembling giant stalactites,
like found in caves.
When I was a child
I tried to take
an aluminum baseball bat
to one like these,
figuring it would shatter;
or at least provide me
with an epically cool ice - spear.
Instead,
I was hurled backward
as if I
had struck
a solid wall of concrete.
I join Latte',
my young tabby,
in considering them.
I wonder if they'll
rip my gutters apart.
I wonder how these things
were created.
By a slow drip,
or by a gushing torrent
suddenly frozen in place?
I find it odd
that even at 20 degrees
(f)
a few of them drip constantly
as if melting.
Perhaps it is
the warmth of our house.
We need more insulation.
I think Latte'
is considering the birds
(he's a born killer, after all)
while I consider the ice
and think about digging out
my old aluminum bat
one more time.