6 December 2020 (pumpkin)
Kristen Lindquist
discarded pumpkin
only the tail
of the squirrel
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discarded pumpkin
only the tail
of the squirrel
rain turning to snow
a chickadee slips
through the cedars
late fall . . .
a hiker in blaze orange
way up the mountain
holiday season
a flock of turkeys
parades through the yard
advent calendar
the crow pecks off another chunk
of pumpkin
dark and stormy—
the beaver moon
lodged behind clouds
turkey tail fungus
we can’t help but speak
in metaphors
microcosms
moss-covered rocks
cobble the stream bed
fog then rain
the tossed pumpkin
slowly softens
the lake making ice
we slide
into winter
Thanksgiving sky
the pale potbelly
of the gibbous moon