Joe Biden was declared the winner-- across the river, they danced in the streetsand horns honked. Here, it was quiet,geese sailed serenely; their own squabbles settledwith brief in-your-face trumpeting and posturing—perhapsnot so different, as they fall into formation--and yet,I watch them take turns leading, caring for each other,soaring in a victory V, circling. Thenas dawn laughs, and the water blushes,the horizon, foreshortened, expands,Philadelphia emerges from the fog, the skymuch bluer than it was. I missed Peter’s dVerse prompt on Tuesday to write poetry bearing witness to our local neighborhood, so I’m linking to the dVerse Open Link Night, where Linda…
