February’s about to give way
to March winds and gales
that set catkins dancing,
and owls hooting and crying
their music of the night.
But they’re creatures of air;
spirits of spring are hares,
boxing and leaping all over
field and hedgerow with spring fever –
shadowy bookends to the working day.
Kim M. Russell, 27th February 2024

Image by Mathias Elle on Unsplash
It’s Tuesday, nearly the end of February, and at the dVerse Poets Pub it’s Poetics with Lisa, and all the poets are leaping!
Lisa says that 2024 is not only the year for the Chinese Zodiac Wood Dragon, it is also a Leap Year, and the only tradition she knows is that women can ask men to marry them. She has given us some delightful examples of poetry that include the word ‘leap’: lines from Roberta Hill Whiteman’s ‘Leap in the Dark’, Juan Felipe Herrera’s ‘We Are Remarkably Loud Not Masked’, Jennifer Michael Hecht’s ‘Not Stopping by a Woods on a Snowy Evening’, and Angela Jackson’s ‘Angelhair’.
Our challenge is to choose one (or all) of the following to write a poem: we can use the word or concept of leaping in our poems; or travel to magnetic poetry (or some other random word generator) and let the muse inspire us; or use the given image and write an ekphrastic poem. Leaping just made me think of hares.
I love the hares leaping… a signature of Mars, and the catskins also, we are getting closer and closer (even here)
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We went for a walk this afternoon and there are so many daffodils, crocuses and primroses. Spring is just around the corner.
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This is absolutely stunning, Kim! I love the image of hares, “boxing and leaping all over
field.” 😍😍
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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You’re most welcome! xx
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I love watching the catkins dance in spring air. I’ve never seen the hares boxing it out before but would love to. Beautiful Ode to Spring, Kim!
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Thank you kindly, Lisa!
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You’re welcome ❤
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How delightful with the hares leaping in the air. The spring fever is coming soon.
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Thanks Grace!
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This is a lovely description of these energetic hares 🙂
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Thank you, Nicole.
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It’s something to anticipate with a smile! (K)
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It is! No hares around here, but I have seen some large rabbits.
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Luv your leaping hares.
Nice one
Much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena, with much love.
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Hares as spirits of air leaping into spring – a sprung delight professed in jumpy Hopkins sense! Lovely poem Kim.
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Cheers Brendan!
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so much movement here in your Spring Kim
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Thank you, Laura.
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I love all the movement, catkins to hares. We don’t have hares around here, but I did see a rabbit the other day–and it ran so fast!
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Thank you, Merril. I only ever see hares when I’m in a vehicle. Rabbits I see most every day.
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You’re welcome, Kim. I seldom see rabbits in the winter. That’s why I was so surprised.
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As you may know dear Kim, the Brown Hare is a particular friend of mine (just try ‘hare’ in the search bar of writingpresence.com) and my heart leaps to encounter them again in your writing. In fact you haave encompassed so many of my core joys here: dance, music, catkins, owls… the wild air in spring…
In previous years I have seen Hares both in Suffolk and in North Norfolk (near Heacham) and i wish that you might have a sighting too this year. In some interpretations they betoken “freedom”.
May you enjoy the freedom of longer days and the mysterious magic of owls calling!
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Thank you Kathy! I did spot a hare on the road to Great Yarmouth last year, which gave me great joy. I’ve written a fair few poems about hares and owls. Kindred spirits, I think. 😊
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Hares boxing and leaping … you got me! I saw them as I read this beautifully composed poem!
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Thank you so much, Helen!
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Your poem is a great one for leaping. Owls leaping off branches to grab a leaping hare! Spring is on the way.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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Spring fever is contagious and your words are carriers of it, Kim, how delightful to see through your eyes hares, those “spirits of spring,” those “shadowy bookends to the working day.” Lovely!
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Thank you! I’m glad the hares worked their magic on you, Dora!
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“May this Leap Day bring you luck as you bound forward, with each step filled with joy and each leap taking you closer to your dreams. Happy Leap Day!”
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The imagery of hares leaping is so delightful, Kim! I love the movements you have captured.
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Thank you, Punam. Hares are amazing creatures.
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could easily picture the hares as i read through your delightful lines…
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Thank you so much, Vidya.
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I love the description of “shadowy bookends”.
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Thank you, Sara!
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”spirits of spring are hares,
boxing and leaping all over
field and hedgerow with spring fever –”
A scene that makes me smile. I’ve actually seen rabbit bookends, too.🐇
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🐰😊🐰
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