Spring Harbinger Poem by Cat Tiger

Spring Harbinger



The Raging Chippewa swells to rolling banks
As it rushes South, getting little thanks
From tree limbs softened by rain and snow,
Pulled off leaning trunks into iced water below.

This cold and boiling brine rushes through
Eau Claire, splashing into rock, baptising anew
Muddy trails and adventurous anima-
A daunting harbinger of Spring's debut.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Toward the end of a cold and prolonged winter, walking along the river trail.
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Cat Tiger

Cat Tiger

Memphis, Tennessee
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