late winter . . .a memory of tulipsslowly surfaces
late afternoongazanias turn westwardto a setting sun
tulip fieldsback home the liquid ambersare turning red
birch breezeanother year of locked dreamsMadhuri Pillai
winter berries king parrotsin the cotoneaster
camphor laurela nesting tawny blends into barkQuendryth Young
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