Likely a bluejay made that marvelous swoop
from roof eave to spruce bough
and etched a lazy ‘u’ over the field outside the cabin window.
But the window pane, and the gazer,
are beclouded enough for this benefice
of the January thaw to be recorded as a bluebird –
and recollections of the event shall be balm in the eventual whiteout.
Dave Read