Driving home from a movie on a dark and stormy night, watching lights distort in the rain streaming down the car windows:
Streetlight flowering
through raindrops on the windshield,
then all dark again.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- January 31: Snow falling
- January 30: Birch in the headlights
- January 29: A Poem by Anne Porter
- January 28: Gulls and bagpipes
- January 27: Distortion
- January 26: Conjunction
- January 25: Turkeys in the woods
- January 24: Cat in the house
- January 23: Return
- January 22: Babies on the plane
- January 20: Beach
- January 19: More white birds
- January 17: Magnificent
- January 16: Roosting ibises
- January 18: Sunset over the Gulf
- January 15: Perspective
- January 14: Playoffs
- January 13: Up on the Roof
- January 12: Snow, of course
- January 11: Icing in
- January 10: More Moon
- January 9: Wolf Moon
- January 8: Duck and Cover
- January 7: Off
- January 6: Letter from the Moon
- January 5: Black duck
- January 4: Honey
- January 3: Dreams and synchronicity
- January 2: First birds
- January 1, 2012: Starting off on the right foot
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About Me
- Kristen Lindquist
- Camden, Maine
- I am a birder, poet, and writer most interested in animals, vegetables, and minerals, living in my hometown in Midcoast Maine.
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