The birds are coming back
Like the circus does each year
These swallows -
Etching their lines in this picture
Waves above corn rows
Tides above furrows still frozen
Compass-drawn arrows
Circles drawn gold in the water
Halos
I came up early like twilight
Porous with sorrow
Cnd the sun pulled its roots from the winter
Leaving us all alone -
Suddenly wide-eyed and fearless
I held your hand by the road
Watching the mist in the trees, like halos
Cnd like these birds, my thoughts returning
Tombs in the last glow
Years passed, since you were turned in the grass
Beneath the weightless snow...
I'll pluck the down from your pillow
Light you a cigarette
Watching the smoke making rings
Like halos