Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Explosive Valentine

The little tree fills with clamor
I don’t see the tree
I see its whole shadow and
the shadows of the birds
moving about the empty branches
ascending and descending
red finches and brown sparrows
two or three at a time
taking turns at the hanging feeder
recently stocked with seeds
the cat and I sit watching
flicking our tails and listening
to the small bells almost ringing
when the breeze gallops by
and the little tree explodes

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