First warmth of spring
I feel as if
I have been asleep
first warmth of spring
under cracking ice
the jawbone of a dog
crocuses
where last week
the snow lay thick
the spring breeze -
the paper flowers also
tremble
into the sea I launch
a piece of driftwood -
with great ceremony!
spring rain
a yellow oil-drum
bobbing down the river
By: Alan Spence
Most exquisite imagery…I can read this poem over and over again. Thank-you for posting, Tejvan.
Comment by Sharon — May 13, 2008 @ 11:24 am