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A Cardinal in January
Nov 30, 2022
Like an ember,
feathered crimson
with a blush
from the sun’s dark eyes,
he perches
on a white‑clad limb,
contesting snow flecks,
like a hearth-warm ember,
gently unfolding
the bleached hands
of winter,
he brings life
to crystalline January,
like the red breath of embers,
or the shadowed flare
of his murmuring flight.
Gary D. Grossman
Blood and Fire Review, 2005
