Dan & Suzanne Stryk -- Mothwing Galleries

AWAKING IN MY CHILDHOOD BED ON

A VISIT TO AGED PARENTS IN THE SPRING

All the raucous garden sounds of mating in late

May! Deep raspy pipe & cluck of early cardinal,

the squirrel’s irate scurrying as I slowly turn

beneath a shaggy comforter, once pulled above

small ears, to lift the blind. And I’m alone,

feet pale in the moist chill. Uncovered now.

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