The Changing Seasons, March 2021

Just Before April Came by Carl Sandburg THE SNOW piles in dark places are gone.Pools by the railroad tracks shine clear.The gravel of all shallow places shines.A white pigeon reels and somersaults. Frogs plutter and squdge—and frogs beat the air with a recurring thin steel sliver of melody.Crows go in fives and tens; they march their … Continue reading The Changing Seasons, March 2021