SOMETHING OF SPRING


The leafless apple trees in the old orchard

are rimed with lichen. Some are festooned

with mistletoe. Late February’s sun

lights each dark twig and branch – each evergreen leaf

and silver berry. In the distant woods,

rooks call, nest-building. Unrelenting winter,

that besieges all, is beginning

to recede. Soon, curled, fleshy leaves will come

and, eventually, fragile white blossoms.

Apples will grow. The mistle thrush will do

what it does. The mistletoe will spread.

And such relentless fecundity

endlessly surprises.

 

 

 

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  1. #1 by Ashen Venema - February 24th, 2017 at 15:20

    ‘… rimed with lichen … festooned with mistletoe …’
    Just as it plays itself out in my view, beyond my window 🙂

  2. #2 by Mary Clark - March 1st, 2017 at 23:30

    Yes, it does. There are buds on our plum tree and the daffodils (jonquils) are blooming. Each summer I find trees growing in my garden where the squirrels have buried nuts and forgotten them.

  3. #3 by David Selzer - March 2nd, 2017 at 14:50

    There are no buds on our plum tree as yet but those on the Japanese Cherry seem to grow a millimetre a day.

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