blue-sky rain
among countless geese
the tundra swan

first blossoms
my cell phone
set to vibrate

Spring thaw . . .
     the tracks below
          tracks in the snow

the river bubbles
between stepping-stones
an upturned duck

March winds —
a man with a comb-over
changes direction

Valentine’s Day —
the cat leaves a hairball
on my pillow

first warm day
the pulse of the honeybee’s
abdomen

leap year
the frog
just sits there

spring mist —
the baby hippo
fills the puddle

spring dusk
the cat’s tail
off on a hunt