April 5th poem

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

April 5th

Today is warm April raining then cold and some kind of birch
looking exposed white bark and lichen-colored
is about the think of leaves, is waving all around showing
the wonky wind-- a little Madness in the Spring, birds
in the crown, all looking the same waving direction.
That kills me. 


  1. Add a swear word and call this your Holden Caulfield poem.

  2. Ha! I was wondering where that "kills me" came from.


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