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SAYING IT  Yellow forsythia has opened in arboreal silence above daffodils.  From dark branches and dry ground come thin-skinned flower tissues – organic star cups and trumpets alive with root juice and small perfumes.  Again the green calligraphy of leaves uncurled and the odorless foliage of tender species all around like limelight, white double tint […]

Pour  From mind to page, page to mind, or light  through window. Fluid like a swallow flight  lip of pitcher, lifted, tilted  as land tilts to sea, as sea is tipped by tide onto the shore,  everything spills into something else  These buttercups pour yellow on the grass; the snake flows  from his skin. My […]

SPRING COMES SLOWLY Spring comes slowly in these parts ~            Like an old woman in the produce aisle,            hungry for new asparagus and fiddleheads            suspicious of bright strawberries            too soon, too soon Spring comes slowly […]