Inside a Lateness, a Singing under Snow
The pine marten have their oral history
here—long memories of salmon skin
on a pile of sunflower seeds. This one
arrives two winters later to curl
her body, a long ribbon of muscle and fur,
in this hanging bucket of birdseed
her body, a long ribbon of muscle and fur,
in this hanging bucket of birdseed
in first gauzy light. I see that white patch
on her chestnut fur, the pretty darkening
at tips of ears, nose, paws, and tail.
on her chestnut fur, the pretty darkening
at tips of ears, nose, paws, and tail.
