Spring Poems

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horizon    how many
fingers a tree sprouts
feeling every inch




Throwing the thawed hatchlings out
back    a week of worms
dissolve in rain




rain
 seed
   acorn
    branch
      tree
       men too
 fall on asphalt



days like
            dark leaves passing
             to ochre and violet
soil

Assuming you are presenting us with four different poems, I most enjoy the second one.  I have the urge to reformat/rewrite each one, but I'm not sure that would be helpful to you, and besides, it would seem presumptuous to do so.

Thanks for an interesting read.

TqB