16 Stanzas in February
The cow pasture and starlingsthat settle all at once like a blanket,dark raisins over the cows’ heads, *lone goose, flying down riverthird violin, does it hope to catch up *did it not notice the gathering,others heaving themselves from the pond? *third violin in the shadow ofthe violas, who would like to be a viola *rich-voiced as a blue-tick coonhound. *In February, sun edges the tree trunkslike a talent still to show itself,maybe the third violin would slide intothe seconds, *the adolescent in “Personal Use Typing”realize she could slow down and make no mistakes, *an acceptable skillfor the world of work. *When a new chicken was introducedshe was first boss of the flock but now they allget along: scrutinize my boots,mittened hand reaching into the grain pail, *the radius of a white bowl. *To see them together is to forgetone was the boss, one ate a mouse,one was intent on finding seeds *in the curved wrists of the maple roots. *The latch on the front door opensas you bring in firewood, blows openthe back door * sends cats up the walls of the mudroomto cling to the shelfwith its faded bottle of soap bubbles, *an empty wand, frozen, open-mouthed, *March, all that deceptive lightbut no fruits yet.
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