Northern Vermont

by Wayne F. Burke / March 31st, 2024

no crows in these skies;
pale moon on the shoulder of
a mountain,
chimney stacks smokin’–
nothing floating in these rivers;
trees wearing snow like
scarfs
lines drawn on the snowy
hillsides
the last gold touch of sun
in white birch, pine–
racoons high up
tasting the breeze.

Wayne F. Burke's poetry has been widely published online and in print (including in Dissident Voice). He is the author of eight published full-length poetry collections -- most recently Black Summer, 2021, Spartan Press. He lives in Vermont (USA). Read other articles by Wayne F..

This article was posted on Sunday, March 31st, 2024 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.