fall ducks

fall ducks like
leaves onto
the small bays,
the lakes. a burst of
new life.

the barn swallows'
vacant nest -
a strange tug (already!)
from the next road.
this evening the inland sea
colludes with the wide
pacific and every bird
races toward some
sort of shelter -
its a day of startled
cries and
possible loons.

ravens will work,
and gulls, too,
on behalf of
the sun.
old kulshan is long
gone - now
she's known as mount
undone.