sunday, february 14, 2021
days and days into weeks and weeks and months
and months go by with all the variation of
fenceposts outside a car window
on a road through western kansas
and then it's the late winter again
in february, we finally get a stretch
of cold weather
i leave my desk and go out for a walk one day
and see a coyote hunting prairie dogs in the
grass, a bald eagle looking down over the
half-frozen saint vrain
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tags: topics/poem