Poem: Laden

 

Laden

 

a branching stampede of snowshoe hares

when gales whisk the hunched spruce,

a gravity of flight, fearful of a single daffodil paw,

the tiger in a young spring sun.

 

so pure in their wonderland, these hares,

poised to scamper and yet statuesque.

are they afraid or just playful,

lofty in their sway and airs,

reluctant to exit the exquisite stage,

its scepters of icicle and green quill?

 

they are playwrights, 

thaumaturgists these white rabbits,

pulled at dawn from moonshadow hats.

if they flee the carousel of wind and blizzard

what next?

 

what refuge

beyond sporadic dapples of bejeweled light?

what aid from an audience

so quiet and stark?

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1/28/24 ... major many changes

1/10/24 ... "a daffodil paw" replaces "daffodil paws"

the snowshoe hares symbolize the heavy snow hanging in bent trees