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  • DINGY

    Saturday Morning

    It made it all WORSE, taking the BLANK slate of her mind in the morning, filling it with headlines and stories

    As if she had tried to add a PINCH of salt to a bowl, and instead, the whole container had dumped out, ruining the dish.

    Outside, winter filled the world, looking DINGY and bleak. Some unknown critter had opened the suet feeder, dumping the contents out, lost now in the snow.

    A fat wren poked through the snow-covered feeder, a red cardinal swinging on a branch nearby.

    Georg’ann

    Deep layer of new snow.
    From window only a TRACE
    of what lies beneath.
    Hesitant to SPOIL with boots
    or shovels. Holding onto this
    new landscape. Yesterday’s
    DINGY world made bright.
    Clean and sparse this canvas.
    Vivid rendering of branch and bird.
    Everything given a different form.
    Precious as all new life
    before the marring, the overworking.

    Here this white covering,
    there grey ash and rubble.

    Heather

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