two missing petals but still an immaculate shadow
Category: forest
hepatica in bloom
I jangle the loose change in my pocket
weighted by ice
the laurel leaves turn pale-side up
snow-covered gabions
suddenly I want to descend those giant steps
in the snowy track
a grass blade curved into the Arabic for “eye”
January moon
we startle at each other’s faces
heart-shaped hole
in the black cherry snag flying squirrel dung
ephemeral pond
the trees wear icy collars at the high-water mark
porcupine
dressed as itself on Halloween
huckleberry leaves
in their autumn burgundy slow vireo song
wingstem
the buzzing gets louder every time the wind blows
a forest glade
gracile stalks bending under the weight of seeds
