Windfall Legacy

Kathleen Winter

city dogs explore the ranch’s circumstance,

ice-green walking stick on river rock

slick with liquid centuries

lion slipping from the rescue zoo

on streams of August breeze

suppertime endless for insects unmoved

by citronella

never to fall

hero to the flames

this music waits

to be spelled out

just as there are snakes unseen

in obvious places             Michael’s precious grass

engraved by their design

what has solitude caught

in its jeweled glimmer-web

of amplifying chirp and thrum

but solitude

glance down the creek canyon

underneath a hairshirt of cedar

see striated limestone arcing

out of sight             an actual homeland

nest of the heron’s millions of blue years


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