Coming, going, the waterbirds
don’t leave a trace (Dōgen Zenji)
A Smear
Black jackdaw
leaves its mark on the fog.
Walking on a hobble.
Left. Right. Hop.
It takes flight, and
smears black across white.
The fog’s left standing, bereft
of its shadow.
written for dVerse “Off the Sidewalk” – image by Pieter Bruegel the Elder “The Hunters in the Snow”, c. 1565 © Misky 2020
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