Canada GeeseCanada Geese
Gods' heralds fill the ashen sky,
their trumpeting clamor
calling the world to silence
anger and trepidation
Listen, as V's form and
fade against the pine-laid skyline,
at their promise that life
has not given way to winter yet.
Springs breath winnowing
through their wings,
they clamor for the hope
of a frosted day.
(1/23/01)
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