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Gabriel’s Song

It floods here every year,
Leaving the trees stunted and barren,
And last year’s leaves covered in mud;
The robins, ducks, and seagulls have returned,
And the lake won’t rise again until next March.
I watch squirrels scamper among flocks of geese,
And a group of women run in tights with pastel tops,
When, from nowhere, a startled doe flees before them,
Its useless limb flopping like a piece of ribbon.
Evangeline pulls her skull with long, smooth strokes,
The sky is darkening and it smells of rain,
And I’ve never been happier in my life.

April 4, 2009   Comments Off on Gabriel’s Song