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March 31, 2016
last year’s nests
—
only visible
until the leaves come
March 30, 2016
blurring the spot
where the sun hits first
—
green beginnings
March 29, 2016
our daffodils bloom
while I’m still rooting around
for my garden gloves
this wind’s instructions
—
we take our winter coats out
for a final spin
March 27, 2016
Easter eggs
—
the beautiful sink swirl
of dye when we’re done
March 26, 2016
scent of onion grass
and the light of your smile
—
first truly warm day
March 25, 2016
morning bird choir
trying to sound as if
they never left
March 24, 2016
we walk the path
pushing turtles off their logs
with just our presence
March 23, 2016
this crow, then that
—
their slow morning battle
for the last word
March 22, 2016
buds encased in ice
—
for just a moment the world
seems to spin backwards
March 21, 2016
dimmed to shades of grey
without his commentary
—
basketball season
(We miss you, Grampy.)
March 20, 2016
melting as it fell
still falling in my mind
—
one last snowflake
March 19, 2016
spring sky
opening up some space
for kites
March 18, 2016
after the storm
trails become tributaries
—
we walk anyway
(HT Barbara Chepaitis)
March 17, 2016
mid-March rain
—
breaks in the clouds
filling with song
March 16, 2016
crosstown errand
—
geese honking in traffic
as I take my bike
March 15, 2016
red-winged blackbird
longing to be known
for its song
March 14, 2016
how quickly
flowers raise their heads again
after the storm
March 13, 2016
splitting the day
into before and after
—
red flash of cardinal
March 12, 2016
so confident!
this robin, piping along
with no sun in sight
March 11, 2016
nose down, tail up
a fox! crossing the field
speed-reading the night
March 10, 2016
awake with a start
from a dream about you
—
spring comes rushing in
March 09, 2016
making room
for the names of birds
while forgetting stars
March 08, 2016
at last she begins
to forget everything
she has lost
March 07, 2016
spring’s first ladybug
walking gingerly as if
unsure of the earth
March 06, 2016
frost and ice
the grass crunching underfoot
and stlll the birds sing
March 05, 2016
icy wind
—
we forget and forget
how cold it can be
March 04, 2016
puddles and mud
where this morning’s snow fell
—
I try to remember
March 03, 2016
dormant azaleas
the perfect hiding spot
—
then a whir of wings!
March 02, 2016
heavy overhead
at the low point of the line —
this turkey vulture
March 01, 2016
morning half moon
—
your top button
almost undone
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