Early today, I met a Blue Jay
(in all its pretty patterns)
a little gift this morning,
that spoke of something new
so I tuned in.
little place, small community
that soon inflated past capacity
and first blush in sync as it felt familiar.
So still it lingers and may even reach
the trying moments of the week.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem