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.