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





Mutual
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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