small stone #57

(for Chris Flisher)

Late dusk, a springtime
conjunction of red —

Mars and a male cardinal
high in the same pine
behind the same house.

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small stone #56

Night’s ice has split
the tin bucket

but from the holly bush
comes berry and birdsong.

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small stone #55

Past midnight

a doe browses the lilies,
the poison ivy

while moonlight lingers
on the tallest pine.

Three bodies
moving in the dark.

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small stone #54

Near no house
a kitchen knife gleams
in the crossroads gravel

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small stone #53

Overcast morning

dawn is a faded cardinal
over the worn stone wall

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small stone #52

Four days with no mail

enough time for a new vine
to wrap around the mailbox latch.

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small stone #51

High noon –

two hawks and a wasp
circle the sun

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