Birdsong summon the longer light
All day long they sing and the pulse

This snow is not snow
It is more water than ice

Spring warmth makes the snow
Heaviest to move, shovel by shovel

Snow falls on warming ground
And doesn’t linger so long

The beautiful blue days when my breath slowed down…

Unexpected, the drip drip of melt interrupts…

A bit of the afternoon for emerging…

And after months of long nights…