May 14, 2016 by Rosemerry
from empty branches
the orange breasted song of the oriole—
a leaf, straining against the bud scales,
this heart still in winter
begins to believe in green
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged emergence, poem, spring | 3 Comments
Super, disparate images, all gathered into one in the last, as though it is an accident that they all flow together. Love it!
Thank you, that was exactly what I might have hoped for someone to say!
From: “firstname.lastname@example.org” Reply-To: Date: Saturday, May 14, 2016 at 12:00 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “One Sign”
Believe in green! Nice. Did you steal that from Art? 🙂
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