O, the birds, the birds!
When the Snow Geese Rise by Carol Mikoda
When the snow geese rise
in parallel lines
from marsh and stubble’s texture
into gray flannel clouds,
their flight paths
crosshatch the slant
of falling snow. It’s time,
they cry, insistent
rising notes matching altitude.
Corn carries them south
as fields release
the last of their riches.
Oh, this is beautiful! Thanks for sharing it, Stephanie!
When the Snow Geese Rise by Carol Mikoda
When the snow geese rise
in parallel lines
from marsh and stubble’s texture
into gray flannel clouds,
their flight paths
crosshatch the slant
of falling snow. It’s time,
they cry, insistent
rising notes matching altitude.
Corn carries them south
as fields release
the last of their riches.
Oh, this is beautiful! Thanks for sharing it, Stephanie!