Friday, April 22, 2016

Gentle Night

Home before dark for a change, just after a warm Spring rain
watching the day wind down, listening to water dripping, bird sounds.

A  tufted titmouse couple at the feeder, replenished finally, with sunflower seeds -
she called them "whimsical" then, and I nearly died of love,
but they exist here without her now, independent of her, and so must I.

Just before dark a mating pair of cardinals appear on the platform together,
eating at the same time, and twice they appear to kiss.

I let the darkness come in gently, and can do nothing to stop it.

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