A dark blue gray skeleton fish on a grey pink sky at sunset
could be a musky, could be a pike piercing the horizon,
now a small drift into and also away from the possible.
I have seen narwhals approaching from the south
in this most mild of winters
and I was not afraid of the darkness.
To light the bayberry candle and wait for the dusk
is not only sensible,
it is the only possible response.