the sparrow is back

building her nest in the v

of the cvs sign across the street

i may run in the park

tomorrow morning   i've been 

working from home   and i need out

i feel caged   confined

i love our domesticity   but

prefer it to be self-imposed   four

walls reverberate thoughts

or   i may bake bread   fill the space

with warmth    the aroma of yeast and flour   

or   i may watch the sparrow   

and enjoy what's at hand   with whom

is at hand   tomorrow may be a nesting kind of day