6539. START AT THE BEGINNING, THEN GO BACKWARDS

START AT THE BEGINING, 

THEN GO BACKWARDS

You may have permission, yes, to tell me

'April is the cruelest month', I'll accept

all that. It comes with little trouble, even

after this non-fortuitous March.

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I walk along the leeward vale, looking down

at snowbuds  -  those tiny white flowers that

bloom here early. Nice. Quick...and then they're

gone : to tell a quick tale to the shepherd boy

that he soon may come back out. Then the

slow meadow turns its slow green. And,

within two fast weeks, it's over. Spring!

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Spring! Is here! So say the catbirds and the mockers,

those southern birds with all their mimic songs. I

like their tunes  -  'way down upon the Sewanee

River', in birdtalk lingo sung. Works. Happy. Sun.