The forsythia is out…
Forsythiablaze,
song thrush sings the Song of Songs
from the burning bush.
(30/03/18)
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Under the trees, late but welcome…
Bright constellations
twinkling out in dark places:
wood anemones.
(23/03/18)
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Spring delayed, still icy and cold, late blooming if at all, and worse, they say, to come…
Finally blooming,
daffodils gamble on Spring,
Ignoring forecasts.
(16/03/18)
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Fuaimeanna san tost…
Béicíl chianda,
bainteach le tafann spraiúil.
Éann faoileán.
(09/03/18)
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Snow…
Indigo shadows
pile up around the edges.
Snow and a full moon.
(02/03/18)