Sidney Beck Poet Quatrain

Before Spring Comes

BEFORE SPRING COMES

This valley’s empty blueness
Is filling now with clear sunlight.
Snow clumps tumble from branches
Into man-deep drifts soft bright  -
Warmth-rounded, but still chilled.

Big  snowshoe-footprints  harden
Into pools of blue shadow  -
Setting off from a house and garden,
Half-hidden, marked only by the low
Recent prints half-filled.

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Carolyn Devonshire February 10, 2011 at 11:29 AM Spring never arrives all at once, Syd. As you describe, there are some early thaws that lead the footprints to harden, only to be half-filled again when the snow returns for one final blast of winter. You amaze me! Love, Carolyn