Even Though I Know They Are Coming
--by Jois Child
the early leaves surprise me
blurring the spaces that yesterday
were winter clear.
Unfurling into the walking wild hunger of moose and deer,
they have no idea except to be
tender and green.
Jois Child tends a tiny patch of forest in north Idaho. She also writes, skis, knits, and is learning to tame a tabletop letterpress.