In Winnipeg <br />they dig the winter graves <br />in autumn <br />before the sun sleeps <br />and the ground freezes. <br /> <br />They guess the number <br />of holes to dig. <br />They respect the cold <br />and the winter dead. <br /> <br />Death prediction <br />is a fine art <br />in Winnipeg.<br /><br />M.L. Emmett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/predicting-death-in-winnipeg/
