The first day of spring officially falls on the Vernal Equinox in late March. But in the Northland the weather pays no attention to dates.
Transients
At the cabin up north
on this first day of spring
diamonds carpet the deck
as if little people labored
through the night in mines
beneath leftover snow
scattering their finds with abandon.
Mica flashing in moonlight
and morning sunshine only.
Ephemera vanishing by midday
like the dashed hopes
for a Happy Hour with friends
or a swift demise of the lethal virus
now trending in our biosphere.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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