At dVerse Linda is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write about Late Spring.
dVerse Poets – Haibun – Late Spring

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“Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?” Neltje Blanchan
To Notice Is The Thing
Perhaps is wasn’t the first of September, rather, sometime later in spring that I noticed green shoots all around me. An awareness crept slowly to mind, though I felt it longer than I thought it. I was overcome with the warmth of the sun and the light seemed to add a clarity previously absent.
It was as if I had been taken by spring, embodied. I was in that moment hopeful. Imagine, if the old plum tree flourished then surely all would be well. It was that kind of feeling. I wanted to touch the earth so plunged my hands into the soil. It was like that moment you enter a cafe and all the smells hit you at once. Here was abundance, here was potential. Here life could be planted and reaped once again.
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