sandhill cranes, again

let effacement be (sandhill cranes)

Let effacement be my way of shining,

let poverty overload our table with fruit,

let death, nearby or vague according to its desire,

be the nourishment of inexhaustible light.

--Philippe Jaccottet

(this is for erin, of course)

ume

photo by Roxana

at last,

spring petals---

the cold plum

tree risks

one

careful step,

then 

leaps!

dwelling

again, 

these robins!

--- gathering straw

from that nest

I pulled down

last year