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IN SUMMER PLUMAGE
Black oystercatcher. Black-necked
stilt. A patch of gnats
lifts off at my feet. Mudflat. Rot
and salt. The great egret
doubled on the water. Stick legs
bending. Approaching, my husband
in a silver canoe. Dragonflies,
kinked reeds. Something about vows.
Wreathing my head, the split light.
When I place one hand in the water,
striders collect at my wrist. Tattoo
of the eagle, the braided
leather string. Killdeer will feign
a broken wing to distract
from the nest. Golden plover. Common
snipe. Old lover who cut off all
his hair and mailed it. Shiny
as bottleflies. Kept in my desk.
And whose ring is this? Whose
feather, whose expanse of skin?
Caroline Goodwin moved to the San Francisco Bay Area from Sitka, Alaska in 1999 to attend Stanford as a Wallace Stegner Fellow. She teaches poetry and nonfiction writing workshops at California College of the Arts and, with Hugh and Mary Behm-Steinberg of Berkeley, is the publisher of MaCaHu poetry chapbook press.