I heard the first peepers of the season tonight.
They were few and far between.
But this smattering of chirps will soon become a rousing chorus.
This year, they’ve arrived quite late, indicative of our chilly early spring.
At least I hope that’s just the story and not some precursor to global warming.
That would be too cruel an April Fools.
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FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
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