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Spring Equinox 2022

Spring Equinox 2022

To mark

The end of night, beginning of day

And end of day, beginning of night

Songs, morning and evening

Phrases complex and melodious, not repeating

Even Bach would take note

A thrasher

(either Le Conte’s or Crissal)

Has reckoned the place safe

Fashioning a nest of twigs

Where only she can steal in

And out as needed

The cholla

(Cylindropuntia fulgida var. mamillata)

In the center of the desert, in the middle of nowhere

Effectively commanding our camp

At the edge of understanding

On sand and grit

Three eggs

In certain expectancy

Like the holy virtues; faith, hope, love

Embryos biologically attesting the assurance of spring

Needing only space, time, heat energy

And care when they hatch

By day

Sun, wind, shadow, clouds, a chance of rain

The eggs warmed at noon

By night, sitting in the cold, clear, breezy dark

A great bear twirls around Polaris, a scorpion climbs out of the south

A bird dreams a new song

Our camp

We broke it on Friday

Bidding the thrashers Godspeed

Days later we are stepping into our memories

Poring over details

Whether Le Conte’s or Crissal

– ME