ice:
cold, white
smoothness lost
to a thousand
blades of steel
crossing, gauging, circling
slivers thrown up
by sliding feet
the surface marred
magic gone
water
(merely
melted ice):
heated, channeled, sprayed
on the scarred ice
by a machine
with slow ovals
freezing
unity restored
i am
the Zamboni driver
—
February 24, 1992
