I'm quite fortunate to be in a poetry critique group with Jodi Hottel. She's not only a prolific and disciplined poet, but she also has a great eye and ear for what is working or not working in a poem.
Jodi was one of the many people who were evacuated suddenly during the devastating 2017 Tubbs fire in Sonoma County, and who did not know for many days whether her home was gone. (Fortunately, it was not, but as many residents here can attest, the scope of the losses on Maui are both horrible and familiar.) This is from "After the Fire":
Not apparent in our griefwas the returning rain,birdsong in the distance, andwhat had been hidden by ash
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