The way the most delicate
beech tree twigs send out little candles
of buds waiting for the sun to ignite them
so they can flame into leaves;
the way a loose strap on the outdoor grill cover
moves in the wind, beating a tattoo
with the musical industry of a woodpecker;
the way a sparrow answers with its beak
as it furnishes the birdhouse under the eaves
of the garage—hanging art on the walls?—
even though starlings will
soon enact an eviction,
as they never fail to do;
the way pale gray-white catkins fatten up
furry and sleek, showing off
on the pussywillow beside the back deck;
the way the internal work of winter
materializes out of hiding:
way astonishing!
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| A Soul in a Physical Vessel That Is Tiny but Strong 5 x 7"; acrylic, ink, pastel, and collage, mounted on mat board abstract 2021 |
