march
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March Sonnet
The full moon glides across winter's nightas February now concedes to March,the month between the seasons, fickle skiesthat now are mellow, now are cold and harsh.The crocus tentatively tests the airthat taunts with whispered hints of summer warmth;the daffodils, the tulips, debonair,all toss their yellow heads with wanton charm.But winter only rests,… Continue reading
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March Sonnet [an old poem]
The full moon glides across winter’s nightas February now concedes to March,the month between the seasons, fickle skiesthat now are mellow, now are cold and harsh.The crocus tentatively tests the airthat taunts with whispered hints of summer warmth;the daffodils, the tulips, debonair,all toss their yellow heads with wanton charm.But winter only rests, it does not… Continue reading
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March Sonnet
The full moon glides across winter’s night as February now concedes to March, the month between the seasons, fickle skies that now are mellow, now are cold and harsh. The crocus tentatively tests the air that taunts with whispered hints of summer warmth; the daffodils, the tulips, debonair, all toss their yellow heads with wanton… Continue reading
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March Thaw, Juneau, Alaska
The first bear came down from the mountain today. Porcupines graze by the trail. The air tastes of the forest trying to bloom. Icicles melt, quick percussive drip off the eaves. On the high New Mexico desert, your ashes… Continue reading
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March Sonnet (1991)
The full moon glides across winter’s night as February now concedes to March, the month between the seasons, fickle skies that now are mellow, now are cold and harsh. The crocus tentatively tests the air that taunts with whispered hints of summer warmth; the daffodils, the tulips, debonair, all toss their yellow heads with wanton… Continue reading
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