night herons
rasping —
wetland chill
Okavango delta —
dawn climbs slowly
from rhino to rhino
a cool breeze
skims the tassel grass —
some things you never say
newborn —
watching
for each lift of breath
the dark harbor
rimmed in rubble stone
cracks with light
a lion’s roar
wraps the veldt
in stillness
in stillness
curtains flutter
in the open window
- frangipani