As the weather gets better and better, the creek draws me there frequently,
but this swing is for kids, not for me!
I have a bench or a chair to sit on, and if I sit quietly,
a few mallard males will come and bathe at the far edge of the water.
The females are nesting, somewhere in the grassy verges, and not to be seen.
Today I got a pocket-sized book
of selected poems on nature
of selected poems on nature
by Denise Levertov.
It is called The Life Around Us.
Right now it is making me happy!
The way the willow-bark
braids its furrows
is answered by the willow-branches
swaying their green leaf-weavings
over the river shallows,
assenting, affirming.
Denise Levertov
The Life Around Us; selected poems on nature,
New Directions, 1997, page 18.
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