18 February 2024 (fleeing)
Kristen Lindquist
fleeing
across the ice
oak leaf
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Filtering by Tag: ice
fleeing
across the ice
oak leaf
without a sound
a crow changes branches . . .
glint of river ice
needle ice —
the moon and Jupiter
align
lake ice
giving up the ghost
sublimation
ice dams
none of the tracks in our yard
made by humans
Sunday drive
icefalls ladder
the roadcuts
glare ice
the broken arm
of an old birch
new ice
whispers on the lake . . .
the afterlife
aftermath
pond ice holds the patterns
of last night’s gale
watching crows . . .
the pond iced in
overnight
river rocks
skirted with ice . . .
still grieving