Fresh Pond
November ends
with warm gusts;
birdsong blown across
the pond.
Geese in calm clusters
cast dark shadows
across the gilded surface—
waters carefully protected
to satisfy the city's thirst.
Thistles and dried berries
rattle, brown leaves rustle and
brittle summer grasses rest
as we briskly bustle past,
in determined circles.
Forest music
Rain drops make
forest music
on my roof top.
Tall Doug Firs
and dripping ferns
in winter woods
beckon me to sleep.
E. Hoffecker (she/her) is a Cambridge MA-based researcher and educator who enjoys writing poetry as a balance to academic papers. She has occasionally performed her poetry in small, live gatherings and is publishing for the first time in Gingerbread Ritual.
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