I’m in rather the wrong season with this one. Though I suspect some of my co-hemisphereists would be pleased to imagine the arrival of warmer and sunnier weather as we deepen into wintertime. This one’s for you. ;)
Personally, I’ll celebrate the spring when it rolls around. For now, I’ll just celebrate the fact that my little poem-spell was published today in Big Windows Review!
Spell for Blue Sky on the First Day of Spring
Raven, cross the wind.
Curly willow, clothe your coils
in catkins colored yellow.
Crocus, call the sun and drink it down!
Ancient pages of paper birch,
Shout-out to the beautiful & restful Thistledown House, in North Vancouver, BC, curators of one gorgeous gem of a garden, where I wrote this last spring.