hunting crumbs in snow—
the child’s first glimpse
leaving unanswered
the why of bright wings
~red lights 12:2, June 2016
breaking ice
from a frozen rut
I skim
the silver shards
into the windswept sky
~Eucalypt 20, May 2016
Stunning winter tanka with killer last lines. What perfect imagery: the brightness of redbird in the snow.
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