Thursday, December 13, 2012

Poem 29 - A. M. Report & Mutual

We had our first big snowfall here in Wisconsin. We received at least a foot of the stuff, so I went in search of a nice snow poem. Here are two very similar poems about snow and birds.

A. M. Report
Bob Arnold

Snow overnight—
Every bird at the feeder
Looks a hobo

from Blink
Volume 3, Number 3, November-December 2003

Jean L. Connor

After the snow, in plunging
cold, goldfinches flock
to my feeder and I,
at the window, feed
and feast on the sight—
the world up-righted again
by so slight a thing
as thistle seed and favor.

from Passager
Issue 34, 2001

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