I dreamed I was on a mountain,
not the top but a south-side cove
where a deer had grazed till a bear walked through
and disappeared in haze.
I wake in a land that is totally flat
out to the horizon’s curve.
The seagulls scream and the jackdaws speak
and the willows grow new limbs.
There are no snakes here, nor a need for screens.
It is civilised it seems.
The bear I dreamed of has grown up
and long ago it died.
I saw a cute little snake this morning so cold it could barely move. I picked it up, took it home, photographed it and placed it in a sunny. Pretty soon it got solargized and slithered away.
No need for screens anywhere these days with windows always closed to keep cool air-conditioned air in (summer) and cold air out or warm furnace air in (winter).