First Notes Poem by Richard Greene
First Notes
Rating: ★4.0
Though winter is with us still
the birds have begun to sing,
to the cues of spring,
first a cardinal, then a wren
and now this morning in early March,
as a chill dawn pinks the sky,
the wistful fluting of a mourning dove
which, after winter’s longueurs,
when few but crows were heard,
now finds itself bestirred
to loose its song.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: winter
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8/28/2026 1:23:21 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Living in Michigan the changing seasons are my favorite thing! I really enjoyed this poem Richard. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary