winter’s nap – November 19

11.19.2016

the finest skim of ice

covers the pond,

the glare of late

afternoon sun

blinding off the

sheen thinner

than thin.

 

we count seventeen

muskrat houses

on the way around,

now unhidden by

the straw grass

fronds that have

been culled into

their construction.

 

their winter neighborhood

has settled in

 

for the long

winter’s nap.

——————–

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