Saturday, March 14, 2009

Just spring

Yesterday you saw some tiny green buds on a bush.
You don't know whether to write a lyric poem or a to-do list.
You find yourself putting away your winter clothes.
You are helpless against this impulse.
The cat is shedding.
You went through the accumulated mail, all of it.
The kitchen counter is clean.
You desire to clean out the refrigerator
and get the car washed and vacuumed.
and start writing a novel.
You are thinking it wouldn't be so hard to put in a rose garden.
It's certainly spring.

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