March
A blue day,
a blue jay,
and a good beginning.
One crow,
melting snow --
spring's winning!
~ Elizabeth Coatsworth
Now is the Time
Now is the time
when robins call,
the fretful horse
stamps in the stall,
the cock claps wings
in orchards bare,
under the hedge
crouches the hare.
Now is the time
spring fires burn,
the air is sweet
with smouldering fern,
and through the quiet
hours of night
the gold-eyed frogs
croak with delight.
~ Elizabeth Coatsworth
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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by The Simple and the Ordinary.
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