A long Winter's journey into Spring

Welcome to Day 2 of National Poetry Month. We missed our weekly snow shrinkage check on Monday. Yesterday, I had an opportunity to go out and measure. The gap between the top of the snow and the bottom of the feeder has grown to 70 (cm), 27 1/2 inches. That's a major improvement. I'm reminded of the saying from the Tao Te Ching that "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." According to some, a better translation is "The journey of a thousand miles begins beneath one's feet." Here's a photo of where we are on this snowmelt journey. I'm feeling more and more like a five year old in the back seat of the family car, repeatedly asking "are we there yet?" Karen Herseth Wee, representing Hubbard County in County Lines, clearly has been through the slow arrival of Spring.

snow melt gap grown to 70 inches    © harrington

Karen Herseth Wee

The Day the Ice Goes Out

We skirt the poplar forest

to stare through mist

out over the shape-shifting ice

Three days it takes the glassy lake soon

in a mostly watery guise—

in a constant response to wind

At the edge of its thinning fat white ducks

with black heads and backs and drab mates

dive in   then pull

their pudgy sexy bodies up out of the water and onto the ice

wings aflap they happily bare their breasts

to the biting wind

which harbors still its lingering cold wish to hold

the lake's dark damp face in thrall—

Spring—all is restless underneath

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