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LINES FOR MARCH, by                    
First Line: Old winter trees are etched against a sky
Last Line: No poet can with rhyme or reason.
Subject(s): March (month)


Old winter trees are etched against a sky
Gray like some cloak the wind has tossed aside.
Spring or winter -- which, the mad brash crows are cawing.
A robin might be nesting in a hedgerow
Where some belated drift of snow is thawing.
Wild mooded artist of the year -- March.
Spring or winter -- which?
Could poet half so wildly sing
One line of winter, one of spring,
Or hold the bold mad rhythm of the wind
Against his art he had forever sinned.
Imprison not in stately measures
The high wild beating of her storm-tried heart;
-- Intone the mad abandon of her song
No poet can with rhyme or reason.





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