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  • Writer's pictureJean Linville

morning fire

January 1 - January 4 Week 51/72

how is it that skin can foretell a coming snow

and a nose can predict just how soon it will arrive?

the morning light bears witness to these truths

with a thin frosting of granular snow

balancing on branches and dusting the ground

with a magical powder revealing the usually

invisible trails of predawn excursions

I delight in following lines of little tracks

here, there and back again

taking care not to erase these visible memories

with the deep treads of my boots until the sun

crests the hill encouraging me to light

a fire in the earthen chiminea and sit watching

rays of sunlight play on the chilled landscape

as the rasping quack, quack, quack

of four mallards drifts over the lake on

dark ribbons of unfrozen water canals

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Bethe Hagens
Bethe Hagens
Jan 12, 2021

I swear, sometimes I wonder how our experiences can be so similar. Really uncanny, Jean. The highlight of this time was seeing tiny crystalline cat paw prints in the snow on the driveway. They were not those of Mia or Teddie. But I love wandering cats. Anyway. . . I finally put two and two together and realized that the paws moved up the stairs, across the front deck and around the corner of the house to the place where I have been throwing dry catfood for the crows! I had been thinking we were crow saviors because they were consuming so much. Ding dong.

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