Meeting the Woodpecker in February

                                                          

 

1. Woodpecker: Hello!                                               

Before this broken maple.                                         

every day I stand.                                                        

Hoping for a glimpse of you.                                     

Touch me, friend.  We are alive.                               

2. Wednesday 8 am

I walk the dog to your tree

Woodpecker — hello?

Wait — I hear your sharp chirring.  

Grateful, joyful, I see you!

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