Looking for Spring

FIRST

The longer day
grows it, cell by cell,
pushing upwards
through the forest mould
insistent…

Rising warmth
unfurls it–bashful
but persistent–
into the last
of winter’s chill:

Shy and white,
a single
dog’s-tooth violet.

2009

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