SIGNS OF SPRING
(with thanks to e e cummings)
Ice-melt upstream is roiling up the river
That foams and funnels under the village bridge.
Two feet of ice on Lake Winnepesaukee
Is starting to give way at the water’s edge.
Last week I heard the “cuckoo” of a phoebe
And tree frogs seeking mates with choral peeps
Along with “quarking” lately de-iced wood frogs
And redwinged blackbirds buzzing in the reeds.
Indeed it is Just spring. I also hear
The sound of children laughing in the playground,
And listening with an attentive inner ear
The goat-footed balloon man calling me.
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