Tuesday, February 21, 2017


Not expecting
to be out here in the woods
of Vermont
noticing a white duck
walking out of water
from the river
we give him a croissant
in a good natured
near a retired Evergreen,
the air is cool
noticing the sun is passing
over a dark blueish sky
here are snow drifts
on the trunks of trees
it 's now fit for a bunk
or bird nest
as a visiting French poet
wants to rest
on a  park bench.

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