a.

heron tracks in the snow

wings in the air. the swamp

asks me to remember

b.

water everywhere—

in boots, ‘cross the path—a reminder

of our desire for comfort

c.

every dry leaf shaking

on the shagbark hickory

like God’s holy rattle

koshkonong corners is a 62-acre stretch of land contiguous with the lake koshkonong flood plain. a wonderful area, it has oak savanna, hard-wood swamp, sedge meadow, and wet-mesic prairie. restoration has been underway and continues to preserve a rare plant species and expand its population.

a very gracious ‘thank you’ to the private owner of koshkonong corners for allowing me to walk the land and take it all in on a gorgeous december morning.