By Buffy Calvert
Morning sun casts the shadow of the barn
across bright snow
Pulsating light inches westward.
Sorbet snow shrinks from green islands
Look! Snowdrops dance along the garden path;
Faith is the flower that blooms beneath the snow.
Sleet spews from a sullen, sulfur sky,
streaks windows, pings on shutters,
Flurries dance in air bringing delight
If they were dust motes or feathers—revulsion.
If shad blow—springtime pleasure
even when they litter the lake.
24 hours of snowfall, 2 days of sun,
sweater weather, sap-rising,
A rinsing rain sluices snow from lawn,
In the woodland pool
a gelatinous mass of promise.
Sparrow pairs vie
for space in the birdhouse