Just Before an April Full Moon: Life Not So Still
The moon a shallow sail and night, a smooth timbered sea—waters encourage day birds to sweet spring sleep—rest from a day of feeding. Big rigs, cars and trucks on the highway—clear with the pines now cut— splits in the land open silence, exposed. The live-trap is set—freezer-burnt sausage baits the tom who holed my not-so-brave […]