TWO FEATHERS - TED LYDDON HATTEN
I picked a branch from a pile of wood destined for a Colorado campfire.
Carving into the aspen I found 40 feathers.
Here is the story of two of them.
They were one before they were two
Nested in a silent embrace.
Split the aspen
Split the pair
Two lost feathers
They were two before they were one
Nesting in a soft silence.