Five years ago a lynx in the yard.

Fifty years ago a bookshelf dancing

Off the wall

in NYC.

Five days ago a raven

Sitting in a spruce tree

Cussing at an owl

On another branch

Three feet away.

Five months ago

Auroras dancing across the sky

Night after night

After night.

Five minutes ago an honest politician.

The last, of course

Is a bare faced lie,

All the rest are true.

J O'N, 14 May 2016