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Namaste

The great horned owl at 4

wondered at the bell buoy

and its slow solemn song;

he considered then

the leaf steps of a frog

and the tap tap tap of rain

and oh! what of the

the cricket chorus

the cat and mouse games

and that woman

there

in child pose or prayer

sharing his inquisitions

who? h-who? who? who?


Photo by Tom Koerner/USFWS. Poem ©2023, Jen Payne. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books and zines, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.