Relearning Winter (Mark Svenvold Poems)
Hello Winter, hello flanneledblanket of clouds, cloudsfueled by more clouds, hello again.Hello afternoons,off to the west, that silverof sunset, rust-coloredand ...
Hello Winter, hello flanneledblanket of clouds, cloudsfueled by more clouds, hello again.Hello afternoons,off to the west, that silverof sunset, rust-coloredand ...
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
(Rosamund.)The fairies have been busy while you slept;They have been laughing where the sad rain wept,They have taught Beauty to ...
Now Spring returns with leaf and blade,Some seek the garden, some the glade;And all to Nature turn, but ITo the ...
As I sit here in the quiet Summer night, Suddenly, from the distant road, there comes The grind and rush ...
Here in my garden at the long day's closeI sing again her Majesty the Rose. The Rose who can with ...
There will be rose and rhododendronWhen you are dead and under ground; Still will be heard from white syringasHeavy with ...
A sudden swirl of song in the bright sky — The little lark adoring his lord the sun; ...
Like a drunken dancer trying to catch a mate rejected by those on the sidelines moving from place to place ...
Like a drunk who had a bit too much or maybe the dance of the scarecrow the uncut scenes of ...
Maybe two and a half certainly no more than that running in the yard with grandpa going from flower to ...
The rich, full, round rhododendron bloom hidden, nestled snug behind the yew, full green deep forest, radiant chartreuse where the ...
Just back from lunch with my wife. Getting back to work on a very rainy day. the sound of it ...
Between the wall of the porch the lawn by the driveway a rhododendron jungle thick stalks a vine, intricately wound, ...
The last ripe berries from our own little vine woven into the rhododendron hidden from the birds, other interested parties ...
Heavy drops of rain hang bodily from the green fruit, the bunches of berries long before the harvest hanging on ...
Limp, heavy, droopy blooms, thin skinned irises translucent, in the rain a gauze blouse exposing the skin underneath bejeweled rhododendron ...
Encrusted with jewels, diamonds, pearls, clear rubies, bedazzled with sequins, pearls of ever size and shape anointed and adorned the ...
A rhododendron bush after the ice storm evolving marvels leaves of ice mirror echoes of the green below separating, new ...
There is a flower that Bees prefer -- And Butterflies -- desire -- To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming ...
There will be rose and rhododendron When you are dead and under ground; Still will be heard from white syringas ...
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