no jets fly over
like after 9/11
so quiet
no lights at night
so dark
no people moving
so still
cardinals eat black oil sunflower seeds rushing glancing
white tail leap-the bodyside of their tails whiter than the whitest cotton
a bald eagle flies south east above the face of the river
flowers bloom then lose their bloom
rain falls skies clear rain falls fog wind moon full to faint to black
and the sun
that lucky old sun
just rolls around
the good earth all day
