Waves, Vol. 7 No.1

Herewith, the latest selection from dusted-off published poetry and short fiction, circa 1970s vintage and beyond....

Angelforms

It's so cold
chimney-smoke dangles
like wash from the sky.

Sparrows scrabble the snow
under our feeder
claiming rights and
quarreling. I watch them

pantomiming life;
priorities of territory
and prestige
the battle

heating as two males
become a ball of wings
and claws
erupting in the air

carrying the struggle
to the snow-lapped ground.
Later, I see

angelforms in the snow.

c. 1978 Rita Rosenfeld
published in Waves, Volume 7, No. 1, Fall 1978