Log Cabin Chronicles

Wounded Junipers


Wounded Junipers Birdsong in the wide air
and on the fence
a silent robin.
Derelict line of snow
survives in the shade
of wounded junipers
whispering together
in the soft, hot sun.

[EDITOR'S NOTE: Stanley Fefferman writes and make photographs in Toronto.]

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