Landing

outstretched webs
part the fabric
of the river,
the Canadian goose
unburdens the lake
of January.
the leisure docks
rotting at the shore
sink lower.
last summer’s beach ball is
still under the upturned pine.
feathers tucking into place
like a Chinese folding fan,
the goose meanders
to the knotted cattails
where yesterday’s snow waits.