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'in the Chilly Morn'

there is a chirping
in the leafless frozen woods,
I hold out my hand
and icy cold feathers land-
we both are trembling with awe.

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March 18, 2013- Edit


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Jeff Connelly Date: 1/28/2020 3:49:00 PM Very nice. The image of birds and a human being coming together truly does make one's hand shake. Thank you Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 1/28/2020 10:06:00 PM Jeff, thanks for visiting my poem and for the nice comment _Constance

CayCay Jennings Date: 2/22/2019 10:11:00 PM Very neatly tucked with feeling. I think it is a grand size for a small form delivery. Soup seems deserted, only numbers actively script, do u feel that? Any way, thing is, I am impressed with your write. All the best ... CayCay Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/23/2019 9:27:00 AM CayCay, thanks for visiting with the lovely comment, soup deserted, yes that's a good way to describe it, I get that feeling too ~

Andrea Dietrich Date: 2/22/2019 5:04:00 PM this is precious, this little slice in time. Soupmail for ya. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/23/2019 9:28:00 AM Andrea, thanks for the lovely comment ~

Jack Horne Date: 2/21/2019 11:54:00 AM wow, I just LOVE this - beautiful Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/21/2019 2:39:00 PM Jack, thanks for visiting with the beautiful ~

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 2/21/2019 8:44:00 AM - A wonderful experience ... beautifully written, D.H. :) - Best wishes in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/21/2019 2:39:00 PM Anne-Lise, thanks for the beautiful and hugs ~