first magpie of the year beats its tail on the air wings folded close, it stands two dark tiles down the roof from the curve of melting snow Related articles A Month of Mindful Writing(mlissabeth.wordpress.com) Birdhouse Roof Tile: Cozy Nesting…
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Sunday Small Stone 40
one magpie hops between the rain -blackened limbs ____________above one magpie taking its slow steps along the rain __________-grayed cement
Sunday Small Stone 34
blue flashes add heft to the floating silence __________surrounding ________________________sirens as if there were no pavement drunks or flustered midnight magpies
The Birds & The Trees
When I was flat-hunting last summer, I fell in love with the apartment where I write this now because of the view. While washing my dishes or waiting anxiously for the kettle to boil so I can make another French…