wood thrush song
Tag: trees
sitting
for a spell
sand stone
dog-like
my devotion to you
going bloom
budburst time
even the empty bench
is turning green
one snow
the forest is fully awake for
doomed blooms
sun-drenched spring woods
finding a dead leaf
to wipe my brow
football stadium
pear trees advertising
for sex
our mountain of lost hemlocks
speaking in moss
Appalachian spring
the pale green sugar
maples’ sun
unfinished
with its commitments
living stump
pole timber
going on and on
about class
shack
in the forest
the footfalls of moss
