Favourites would be 3 and 4, but it’s all good. so very good.

btw, i think your “february face” poem shows a really nice blend of seasons sharing time, thank you

i’m born & raised in texas, and moved to vermont this past summer with my wife, it’s her home state, very different perspective

it’s here, where spring isn’t so blatantly beneath the thin texas winter, that i realized how barometer-ish the birds and squirrels and other animals are to springs impending-ness

in texas, the only time it’s not spring is when it’s summer that’s not really true, but we like to say that

glad you checked out the poem, thanks again!

spring stretches the continent
like lyrics licking lines out on
paper

but enjoyed your imagery as a whole

i’ve rarely included any spanish, but this one felt right to me, even though i “had my doubts” so very glad you liked that part

that last stanza hit me unexpectedly, it was late last night, and i’d been “crafting” the poem, esp the winter/hair line (which i also “finally” liked ) and i wanted to go to bed so bad but needed to finish the poem and the feeling of the distance, the real distance, not the web or phone or email distance, between my family in texas and me here in vermont, well, it wrapped up the poem

thanks again

yea, i’m born and raised texan myself

i’ve had a few snow-related journey-challenges, but my most severe and most dangerous were several in blinding rains and hail and wind from houston to galveston (on i45), and from lake jackson to galveston (on the coastal hwy)

the first i ended up in a single file with 3 or 4 other cars in the middle lane of the freeway in a blinding rain, lost half the mufflers support but dragged it over the causeway over the waters til i got home, too afraid to stop (couldn’t see anyway)

the second was at night, water from the gulf washing under the car and pulling me out but got over the san luis pass and finally back to the east end, whew!

now my wife, who grew up here in vermont, has horror stories of near-disaster that give me the creeps

but anyways, glad to hear you’re back in texas safe and sound

take care, best wishes

thanks brian

spring stretches the continent
like lyrics licking lines out on
paper…

and does some really nice things…spring will be here soon…so full of new life and 2000 miles is def a long way…ha…

that feeling of diversity you felt at the beginning is exactly how i felt starting the poem; i let random images come to mind, then as the work developed, kinda figured out what the mesh of images meant to me

glad you stopped by

I chose the same lines as claudia, having enjoyed my read from start to finish. It at first seemed diverse, but then all came together beautifully. Excellent work.