There is indeed a dock beneath that ice
November last it was about four inches above the lake's surface
but the lake level steadily rose through the fall
right into freeze up
Forty eight hours of continuous thaw
completely changes the look of this reality
solid to liquid
with but two degrees positively positioned
leaving sixty odd inches of snowfall melted upon the ice
And then just at sunset
there is a burst of robins winging in from the west
small flocks
first a five
then a twenty
another five
and another
landing high in the big toothed aspens they pause
silently as if keenly scouting ahead for the
all clear
from others ahead in their path
then hurtling off across the lake
then hurtling off across the lake
cackling their fellows on
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