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Cardinal
a poem
It begins in the West
how solo the hawk flies
amidst the pine tops
Warm bees, their song
of prosperity, bums dancing
an ecstasy of pollen
In the waterfall North
bear rumbles down away
through berry bushes, unbothered
by mosquito laden breezes
beleaguered salmon
trudging home after seven years away
Eastern skies, laden lightly
in dewy promise and new growth
badgers are stirring in their hovels
prey too begins along the bright paths
toward fortunate maws
that need feeding
The bones of the South
picked clean, maggots having
danced their blind and voracious waltz
point to the deafening sky
and roaring of an implacable wind