First cold night. 2025

When the air is chilled, sound

Travels more crisply; that guy

Behind, who would have been

Loud anyway, well tonight his

Voice carries brightly past my

Ear. It’s that kind of cold night,

Early enough so those out in

It are not carousers, too late

To be coming from the office

Unless you’re inclined to late

Hours. Maybe you’re strolling

Home from a dinner, […]

First cold night. 2025

We’ll be having one of these soon.