- Solstice
Etobicoke, Ontario, 1871
By morning, the drifts on Kipling Avenue touch each house's transom: frosted, fogbound, the women's breath clouds on the single-paned windows.Outside, their sons stand in white knolls
bare hands gripping iced cliffs as they climb. The horses' hooves chop & churn the snowfall into grey, every sharp oval step a weight; their fetlocks wet& clustered with frost. Down the laneway,
the brewer's gelding flickers his black mane, the silver of his bridle chiming, each gaping nostril a portent of steam. Here, he cannot walk or canter, he pullsat the post-tied lengths of his reins. The boys
gather taller than the Percheron's back, shadows making his sable & sinew all the darker. Even the calmest of beasts can recognize a cage; even winter can form its own walls.One boy mimics a nicker & chuff. The horse echoes his call. [End Page 105]
Audrey Walls' poetry has appeared in Booth, Cimarron Review, Superstition Review, and elsewhere. She was recently named a finalist for Mississippi Review's 2013 Poetry Prize. She lives in Richmond, Virginia, where she is poetry editor of the online literary journal failbetter and an MFA candidate at Virginia Commonwealth University