graveside eulogy
a crow competing
with the cleric
our terrier
living her best life . . .
skunk musk
at last,
something unnamed
begins to lift . . .
evergreens emerge
from a blur of snow
a house sparrow
lights upon my table
I am happy
to offer the crumbs
of this day to her
(collaboration with Graham Bates)
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