Sirens in the distance & I look
to the window expectantly,
can’t see anything through the trees
although leaves are already falling.
Late summer scents & a neighbor’s
shrillness intermingle. A fawn
rejoins doe & two sets of eyes,
enormous liquid brown pools, take
me in. A dragonfly’s iridescence
slows descent into fall.
Where’s the fire?, I ask.
Nature answers, uses everything–
even our taking & giving.
Andrew Shattuck McBride
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“Making Sense” is my August 23rd poem for the postcard poetry project. I used an antique card view of “Washington’s Pacific Seacoast” and mailed it to Phillip of Sandy, Utah.
Blessings to Phillip and all. Sincerely, Andy
Andrew Shattuck McBride, Writer's Blog 
I love all the movement of attention in this one–it looks like your practicing silence and listening resulted in heightened attentiveness in this poem! And the last three lines are wonderful: compressing the distance between images, expected & unexpected, the human & the natural. Perfect. I especially love “Nature answers, uses everything– / even our taking & giving.” That assertion gives me hope.
Jennifer, thank you so much! All the best, Andy