Hush… — An Image

An artfully altered photo of an old suburb; trees and hedge, lawn and road blanketed in snow.
“Morning Snow” — C.Birde, 1/22

“Hush, now…”

She pulled the blanket

up beneath

her chin

with a whisper.

“I’m dreaming…”

— C.Birde, 1/22

Passage — A Poem

Photo of an old White Oak, looking upward through its leafless winter limbs.
“White Oak” — C.Birde, 3/21

Cold wind

full of Winter’s

coarse & paling breath;

that, in slow retreat,

rattles trees’

pre-bud leafless

limbs…

Pass through

this insubstantial form

like

     song.

— C.Birde, 3/21

Tracks — An Image

An augmented photograph of animal tracks in the snow.
“Tracks” — C.Birde, 2/21

Though

I tried I

could not find

her

for the depth of

snow that had

fallen…

— C.Birde, 2/21

Dreams in Snow — An Image

A photo taken at night -- backlit; a tree casts its shadow forward over a snow-covered hedge upon a smooth surface of snow.
“Snow Shadow” — C.Birde, 2/21

“I shall bury myself

beneath blankets

white & deep…”

Her voice —

adrift,

muffled,

indistinct.

“& begin

to dream spring

into being…”

— C.Birde, 2/21

Light & Shadow — Am Image

The elongated blue shadow of an ornamental tree cast on a thin layer of untouched snow.
“Light & Shadow” — C.Birde, 1/21

“Light returns!”

Her voice glittered

on the wind’s bladed edge.

“Feed your heartfire

on this everlasting

hope.”

— C.Birde, 1/21

Winter Prayer — A Poem

Photography of a leafless, winter Norway Maple.
“Norway Maple in Winter” — C.Birde, 1/21

Peeled away

That tousled,

tumbled veil of leaves

A verdant memory left –

like a puff of breath –

clinging

to the form beneath

Imperfection,

rough beauty, &

strength laid bare

All manifestations

exposed

Revealed —

like prayer —

by the cold,

spare,

bone-bare,

honest touch

of Winter.

— C.Birde, 1/21

So(u)lstice — A Poem

An image of a pine-cone candle, lit and shedding beautiful light.
“So(u)lstice Flame” — C.Birde, 12/20

Longest, darkest night

Sun stopped, soul stretched,

wing-tipped in slow glide

toward Winter

Lips recite a thousand

half-recalled names of light

Hands clasp a telling dark

shot through with promise

& promise & promises

commingled in this slimmest

slip of slim hours.

— C.Birde, 12/20

Renewal — An Image

Moonlight 2.jpg
“Renewal” — C.Birde, 1/19

 

Curl up

in January’s moon-soaked,

star-swept

arms…

Pull the deep-piled

nights

to chin height…

And slumber,

recuperate,

dream.

 

— C.Birde, 1/19