Annoying Bird Calls (or what kind of mom are you?)

This post has been moved to my parenting blog Empty(ing) Nest Diary. Click here to read.

March Mythology by Kelly Salasin

The bright spring sun has melted all but the edges of snow outlining the yard              where last summer’s grasses      step toe-to-toe      with the dark woods                 in a tango

of seasons

The snow there is just a sliver of moon

on a bed of hay-

and my eyes so accustomed to all things “white”

turn the trunks of neighboring birches into funnels

for Winter’s exit

Stage Left




3/31/09  marlboro, vt

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