Winghold
Buffeted rising sideways
tipping
dropped
caught again
without agency
at the will and whim
crows
the shine at a certain hour these days
on the frosted window
branches waving in a way that lets
a disk of light
fall on the glass
could be the full autumn moon
through trees
but it’s the wind
throwing winter shadows.
Deborah Fass grew up in Los Angeles, went to Japan with a postgraduate Japanese Department of Education Research Fellowship (Literature), and now lives and teaches in the San Francisco Bay Area. She holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Chatham University, where she received the Laurie Mansell Reich / Academy of American Poets Prize. Her work has appeared in journals including Terrain.org, New Directions, Kudzu House Quarterly, The Fourth River, Lime Hawk, and The Clearing (U.K.) and in the anthology Fire and Rain: Ecopoetry of California (Scarlet Tanager Books, 2018). Her poetry chapbook, Where the Current Catches, won the 2017 Island Verse Poetry Prize from Island Verse Editions and was released in 2018. You can read more on her website: deborahfass.com.