Saturday, 7 April 2018


Avowed Love

by Lisa Fields


Today,
moving through the conifers
vanilla-maple ponderosa
wafts faintly,
bereft of sun warmth
My legs revel in motion
eyes feast on sky,
leaves,
shapes of rocks, their colors
I watch the dogs,
experiencing this place
through scent
filtered uniquely
through moist, leather-button noses
sifting the air
as they float on agile
stick legs
the expanse of this time
so different 
for their senses
our tie of
avowed love
draws us
into shared
delight


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Lisa Fields is a contract agricultural journalist for Professor Quirine Ketterings, and occasionally others at Cornell University, Ithaca, NY.