January 31: Light in the darkness

Neighbor's window at dusk

a square of yellow light.

Much needed comfort.

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January 30: Year of the Rooster

From the Asian market--
rice candy and a charm
to protect from evil.

Because trust me, we're all going to need it!

January 29: Afternoon with a book

Re-reading The Tale of Genji

I find myself longing

for... something...

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January 28: Owl

A good day spent birding with friends in southern New Hampshire and into Massachusetts, for the Super Bowl of Birding. A little screech owl, napping in full view up a tree on the rim of its nest hole, was our favorite sighting of the day.

 

To remain as calm

as the small owl hanging out

eyes closed in the sun--

 

E. Screech Owl in Newburyport, MA. Photo by Robin Ellwood

 

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January 27: Stone wall

Stone wall in the woods--

former field's backbone

made visible by winter.

 

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January 26: Winterberry

First I noticed

the bright winterberry bush,

then the feeding robin.

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January 25: Many-splendored

Over the house

where we celebrate a marriage--

bright Venus shining.

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January 24: Crane text

In Mom's text--Sandhill Crane

walking down her street

past a pink flamingo.

 

Sandhill Crane, Englewood, FL

 

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January 23: Storm watch

Before tonight's storm

no stars visible

just Venus shining through clouds.

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January 22: Matters of Scale

From the mountaintop--

steeples and streets,

noise from a tiny flock of crows.

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January 21: Women's March

Instead of marching

we went north, consulted owls

for needed wisdom.

 

Great Gray Owl, rare visitor from the north

 

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January 20: Roadside

It's a piece of trash

heaped on the side of the road,

not an animal.

 

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January 19: Opera House

Budget Committee meeting--

old radiators

beating the war drums.

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January 18: White

Waking to snowfall

that wipes clean with all that white

a night of bad dreams.

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January 17: Post-holiday

Days after high winds,

still finding Christmas balls

scattered in the woods.

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January 16: Calm seas

Sunrise, MLK Day--

waves off the point

practicing non-violence.

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January 15: Playoffs

Outside the sports bar

winter constellations

marching to the goal line.

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January 14: Thaw

January thaw--

titmouse shares his love songs,

I can't help but listen.

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January 13: Cold morning

Up on the mountain

tall white pines silvered by frost,

crows blown by the wind.

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January 12: Mourning

End of a rainy day

Doves flitting into darkness

A sense of loss

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January 11: Newcastle Brown

Same time every day
neighbor walks past our house
with another six-pack.

January 10: Red-tail in the 'hood

We wish the young hawk

perched over our mouse-filled shed

would stick around.

 

(Photo taken through screened window)

 

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January 9: Traffic light

At the intersection

traffic light: red, yellow, green,

rising gibbous moon.

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January 8: Fresh

Dusted with fresh snow
the invasive phragmites
beautiful for once.

January 7: Distractions come easy when you're trying to write

Distracted by a flock of birds,

then by falling snow.

Trying to write.

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January 6: Epiphany

If only my mind
mirrored this white winter sky
with the strip of blue.

January 5: For winter

Woodpecker holes from summer

filled now with squirrel's stash:

seven acorns.

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January 4: Send-off

Before they drive south

we eat cookies left over

from the holidays.

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January 3: Weeping

Leaving branches

all over the driveway--

willow tree protests winter.

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January 2: Evening rituals

Braiding my hair

in the window's reflection

while the moon sets beyond.

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January 1, 2017: Evening reading

Maine winter's night:

sitting here reading about

Monet's waterlilies.

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