in the black cherry snag flying squirrel dung
Tag: snow
bright winter morning
trees drag the rippled snow with their nets
tree shadows
even better on the drifts than my snowshoes
late afternoon sun
the flapping of an unknown bird fills the spruce with shadows
doe in snowy woods
digging through the blue shadows in search of food
mourning cloak
won’t your tongue get stuck to that icy snow?
groped for each other
& stopped just short of grappling wild grape tendrils
dead tendril
still clinging tight to a quarter inch of nothing
phantom road
spring snow
forty blackbirds gurgle & creak in the ash tree
such a presence
the snow all around is flecked with black
the long shadows
move silently where horses once paced
