Winter Signs

by Ed Higgins

today there are definite signs:

grey sky and clouds
their core dark as sorrow

torrent rain driven aslant
against the barn’s side

the late November creek
furious with swollen water

another v of geese
over the farm this morning

the plowed field soggy underfoot
fixed on distant May

a hawk hung in icy air
like a narrow winged thought—

I have crossed winter before,
and even in these days find song

photo credit: Rolf Hecken, Unsplash