Poem 38

See the previous post for an explanation as to what's going on here.

from Fulton’s Guide to Unofficial Seasons

Citarania

In some northern states
this hard-to-define season
lasts only the few hours
when a child
can stand and watch
snowflakes buzz
through the coating of glow
around street lamps.
Often lost among the rubble of winter,
this season was discovered
by archeologists excavating
Bronze Age snow forts
and using brushes
to dust the jaws and femurs
of snowmen buried in volcanic ash.
Further research shows
the ancient Fydyrrnians
believed that the frost lords,
who hated school,
rewarded prayerful children
with a lavish citarania.

The modern child, dressed in gray
snowpants and green coat,
should breath a sigh of relief;
good news will emerge
tomorrow when he sifts through
AM static to find stations
indicating cancellation.