Poetry Tuesday: Two Spring Charms

With autumn finally in swing in Los Angeles (one big storm counts, right?) it’s time to be my usual ornery self and give you two little ditties from the opposite season, written over 1000 years ago in Norway.

Not it is late winter.
Years ago,
I walked through a spring wind
Bending green wheat
In a field near Trondhjem.

Black snow,
Like a strange sea creature,
Draws back into itself,
restoring grass to earth.



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