William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Something Someone

Noted on the next-to-last day of January, early in the evening after dark: the first spring chorus of frogs, rising from the rain-replenished Claggett Creek wetland. The next morning, a very strong southerly flow, upon it riding the deeper-further-farther river smell — and the welling sense of something else: the awakening multitude.

Blooming by the wayside
near the graveyard
something someone softly said

January 31, 2020

Categories: New Poems & Pieces

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