Lydia Leigh Clarke


after the winter solstice
and candlemas


it’s been a mild winter so far
biking under blue skies
not as a must

but because the crows are gathering
calling and dancing in prenuptial rites
over the newly plowed fields

robins appear again searching for worms
throwing wet leaves aside
digging frantically
like dogs


if we can’t forgive
then we’re forever bound to the past

move on through the seasons
from light to dark and back again

and smell the plowed earth

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