William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Soft Landing

Forty-seven degrees. Across the street, the big bare tree behind the neighbor’s house is full of starlings, so many it sounds like spring.

Earlier, from the front window, I saw a squirrel jump from the edge of the roof into the cedar. Such a leap would not have been possible a year ago — the tree has grown that much.

In that spirit, I am making a small leap myself. . . .

Now, will you just look at that — I landed with both feet on the ground!

December 16, 2021. Afternoon.

Soft Landing

January 30, 2015


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