Thursday, June 26, 2008

no mourning doves in Dunsmuir
Steller’s jays waving their black steeples
I cast my mind back, walk through the house
open the drawers, hunt through the cupboards
upstairs, down, look out through the windows
the mountain, still there
I’ve already lost too many homes
I’m keeping this one

(I don’t miss the black widow spiders)


farmlady said...

I wouldn't miss the black widows either.

..., or is that an analogy for something else?

castlewon said...

well, there were black widows of both kinds :-)

farmlady said...