Monday, March 4, 2013

WIND STORIES (Monday Poem)

by Barbara Juster Esbensen

Tell me again
about the spring wind
tell me
it is grey
soft at the edges
its tail
around the steeple

Tell me about the blue gales
that wrestle March
to the ground
the dark
storms shaking rain
out of the night.

I like knowing
the spring wind can pull
out of gardens
and fill the windows
of old buildings
with clouds.

from Cold Stars and Fireflies: Poems of the Four Seasons by Barbara Juster Esbensen, illustrated by Susan Bonners, 1984, Thomas Y. Crowell

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