SILHOUETTES                                                                      

  
In winter like this
how bare-boned—
 
stripped of cover
white arms of alder

protrude, glare
and glower. I squint
 
my eyes, hollows
open branches

black and wet
hissing in sparse
 
evening light, noisy
shapes reverse
 
Gestalt principles
of figure-ground
 
an after-image, halos
shadowing the sun
 
glass magic lanterns
—old silhouettes.



© Jeanine Stevens. Jeanine will read as part of the Cache Creek Nature Preserve
Writers on Monday, July 16 at the SPC, 25th and R.