Remember.

Chatham, Summer on Marshall Ridge, n/d

To remember

the soft bellies of fish

the furred animals that were part of your youth

not for their novelty

but as fellow creatures ...

With my head on the table

I write,

my arm outstretched, in another field,

of richer grain ...

Between the snow and grass,

somewhere into the ground with the rain

a long year has gone.

Jim Harrison, from "February Suite"