Monday, 17 October 2016

Verses In Season

january birds are babbling impressions of a new spring.
their voices come in waves, between the drops
first the pour-- and then,
the announcement of it's passing.

they are celebrating the verses in season,
because for them, it is always a joyful response.
there is no rehearsal or memory for this,
no sorrow in the tale of an ending.

Artwork by Alaya McGill - age 11
(my niece)

By: Lindsay Ronald

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