Monday, June 1, 2015

A Spring Evening in Maine

I stood in the misty green at dusk
and heard the cuckoo’s call,

in the dark green woods
the pewee’s song
rang through the glittering trees,

overhead a flock of waxwings
went zinging across the sky,
and there in this tranquil, greening spring,

Here in this misty dark I stand,

~Kathie Adams Brown (June 4, 2014)

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