To Start the Day -

Here is another poem from the book Jasmine Nights and Monkey Pluck:  Love, Discovery and Tea.


    Beginning

       At the ebb of night
             the new moon reveals
             a seam
             at the edge of fabricated fullness.
             Dawn approaching
             empties shadow into light
             bringing green to the shaded leaf.

       The owl calls three times
        from the cavity of its chest
        from the hollow of a tree
        across the distance to the house.

        In the palm of a hand,
        morning.


                   Sarah Flowers