Margaret Noodin - Jan 26th, Iyengar II

A poetry loving friend, Sheila Kaplan sent me this. I’ve been saving it for a snowy morning, which finally arrived! Not a lot of snow, but enough, cold, in large flakes!

Landing Here

When it stops snowing in winter and deep cold arrives to crack the

ice

We stop hearing the freezing then listen for the great horned owls

They forgive one another and begin to mate while the world is

frozen

Landing on pine branches as snow falls gently in large flakes

Eventually she lays an egg then ignores the world until it breaks