The river wraps around trees,
some fallen, some weeping,
plays over branches,
and twigs, scattering light.
Yesterday was full of birds
swooping, diving, chattering,
among young leaves;
a robin blustered in the cherry,
parrying the two-note call
of a pheasant strutting among
daffodils, eager for a mate
in these early days of rebirth.
Today, unseasonal snowflakes melt
as soon as they touch the silent earth.
Kim M. Russell, 5th April 2021
My response to earthweal weekly challenge: The Teeming
For this week’s challenge. Brendan asks us to write poems that introduce the reader to the environment we live in – a landscape shaped by time with a culturally diverse ecosystem (with human, animal and non-animal elements). He asks us to widen the focus, deepen the gaze and green the voice.