Thursday, April 9, 2020

CLIFFORD BURKE ~









28 March




And the March wind's gonna blow

(and what's gonna blow away these blues?)

Here it is: I saw

in the wan grey light of a quick storm,

the very color of the ground and air,

mere shadows in a fragile den

of storm grey mountain mahogany,

low-slung juniper,

a hollow in the shady ridge:



Two roadrunners, Ma and Pa

(thought they were all alone),

lovemaking, in their hasty bower.

A quickie; Pa takes off;

Ma looks smug, puffed out and warm.



I'm indoors, wearing two coats,

huddled up and watching

all the beauty that there is

right here, right now.



____________________

Clifford Burke
Talking With Raven
Grey Spider Press
1999