Two Doves
by Roger Pfingston

I’ve seen these two before,
or so I’d like to think,

little buddhas hunched up
on a maple branch
waiting out the weather,

today’s thick flakes pelting
their feathered silhouettes,

even the hawk’s eye
blinded by such blur.

And so we sit,
the three of us,
weighted with stillness.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 21, Issue 4.

Roger Pfingston is the recipient of two PEN Syndicated Fiction Awards and a poetry fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts. He is the author of Something Iridescent, a collection of poetry and fiction, as well as three chapbooks: Earthbound, Singing to the Garden, and A Day Marked for Telling. He has poems in I-70 Review, U.S. 1 Worksheets, Plainsongs, Innisfree Poetry Journal, American Journal of Poetry, and Poet Lore.

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