I delight in used birds’ nests,
Discarded cicadas
Anthills and dropped wasps’ paper combs.

A lone feather discarded and left on the lawn.
A tuft of wool on the sharp fence torn.

I love river round rocks,
And stones with shards of quartz;
The smooth dry fishbones on the beach,
And broken crab claws.

I, grazing, follow the prints left by
The activity and scattering fluster
Of life animalian/avian;
Of forces erosive/aquatic;
I sniff the air and marvel.

Nature’s offcasts, scraps and shells
Dispersed disparate treasures; my show-and-tell.