Constellation Corvus
appears now in our night sky,a hemisphere of northern points,
not southern,on tail of serpent bearer, healer.
This morning you greeted us,twenty or more of you
in field spread across tufts of winter grass onsnow melted into iced crusted mounds,
there must be food there.This mid-winter’s day welcoming grace of flakes of snow
you’ve never greeted us with such abandon,our feet close enough for dog nose to wish
an even nearer sniff.Today in union with your clan
you walk earth with us,call a welcome under clouded sky.
Maybe tonight as moon grows fullyour points of light will draw us there, too,
together – Corvus, dog, and me.
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