Mark M. Redfearn
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Mar
31
Ten thousand blossoms—
I pause on my long journey
to admire just one.
Mar
30
Last Wednesday of March—
we throw open the windows,
birdsong rushes in.
Mar
29
After I am gone,
who will tend my cherry tree
or prune my grapevine?
Mar
28
Today slipped away
without my having admired
the cherry blossoms.
Mar
27
First warm breeze of spring—
unfolding my old roadmap,
I plan a new trip.
Mar
26
March morning birdsong—
I cross another thing off
my honey-do list.
Mar
25
Putin’s war goes on,
the price at the pump goes up,
and plum trees blossom.
Mar
24
On a March morning
my friend tells me her husband
has three months to live.
Mar
23
Where daffodils grow,
there is where I like to go
when the March winds blow.
Mar
22
On a moonlit night
the plum and cherry blossoms
murmur to the pines.
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