Poem
Fawn Lilies in Oregon
They’ve come back,
their return remarkable
after waves of pandemic and fire
and so much ice.
Maybe they gathered
star shine through the winter,
studied the small, sturdy wings
of pine siskins.
There’s a reason their
six stamina mimic
days of creation, their
dainty, dangly bells
ringing life back
to the forest floor,
delicate echoes of
persistent shine.
Cover image by Nina Pupina.
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