It’s cold and rainy today. This morning, clutching a mug of hot coffee, I looked out the kitchen windows overlooking the backyard and the garden. A single cardinal sat on a withered branch of the nectarine tree. There’s something about a cardinal in winter, its red feathers reminding me of summer, even on the coldest of days.
A WINTER CARDINAL
Cold wind rattles leaves
still hanging on the beech trees,
bark the color of the frozen sky.
Cardinal on a withered branch,
feathers brilliant as the summer sun.