They were overjoyed at seeing the star, 
and on entering the house
they saw the child with Mary his mother (Gospel)


Hints of honeysuckle
in the air

a skunk’s slow progress
told by the trembling
of tassel grass and

an indigo bunting
feeding on seeding

both silk—the thistle
the bird electric blue

the swell of corn fields

pilings of clouds with
the sun breaking through

as Hans Christian Andersen
said on his deathbed

  “Oh God, I could kiss you”

J. Janda