raising the roof…
New Year’s snow
Tag: tracks
barefoot
through the snow
black bear
moon for ballast
the field feeds its owl
off the off-trail trail
whose snow drifts
on snowshoes
crossing paths with a sparrow
written in snow
the epic journey
of a mouse
coyote
whose woods these are
while we sleep
fisher tracks
the swaying shadows
of trees
no jets
for hours the sky
unlined
no visitors
to track up my snow
mourning dove wings
out before dawn
the perfect fit of foot
to footprint
I was lost
and didn’t know it. I had a cellphone-shaped hole in my heart.
