The winter evening settles down Einojuhani Rautavaara

The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways
Six o'clock
The burnt-out ends of smoky days
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps
And then the lighting of the lamps