Tag Archives: spring

come

Buds swell over winter’s tired vistas drag horizons to trembling tonguetips sing politic promises of warm pungent green seduce skin, fur, feather and scale startle and hush sky and footfall stifle vision vista and vantage tickle the soft hair on … Continue reading

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bagging winter

there is a moment in spring yard cleanup after we have picked up crusty pages of embalmed love letters pillar-to-post plastic bags and after we have scraped the dried packed copper-patina leaves off the flowerbeds and into long straggling phalanxes … Continue reading

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startled

I blink through my window yawn and stretch rumpled and sleepy a sliver of sunrise slices between two buildings spotlights the last snow pie on the lawn and vanishes across the street a group of workers kibitzes in the parking … Continue reading

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