Poetry by Jennifer Lagier

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First Day of Winter

A jigsaw cloud collage
separates itself into cocky blackbirds
beading power lines, strutting icy sidewalk.
Their yellow beaks spear slow-moving snails.

Red squirrels wrestle for stiff bread crusts
a kindhearted neighbor has flung
into the glittering gutter, frosted garbage
strewn by nocturnal racoons.

Daylight contracts, generates little warmth.
We pause in silent Yuletide celebration,
await coming age of Aquarius, optimism revived,
as pandemic year staggers to worrisome close.

 

January 2021

 

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