The Loyal Pair
I’ve been following this pair since spring. Remember the vigilant cob? And then we went away for summer break, before I could see the cygnets. Even though I kno...
Tag: poem
Summer’s Wreckage
Summer’s wreckage; a darkish startof September days
I Hang The Bird Feeder
seasons are a language I understand.after winter, comes springand then thehatchlingnestlingfledglingflying today,i hang the bird feedernot for the birds but to ...