Wind in Branches

March roars round corners, turns umbrellas inside-out, tosses hats over house-tops …
has fun … March is when there are Cherry Blossom Festivals in Japan, Tango Festivals
in Argentina, and we go green for St. Patrick’s Day. It’s the season of daffodils,
rabbits, when earth breaks free of winter, and birds battle winds …

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WIND IN BRANCHES                                     IMG_0798 Nov.15 Chris's feeder

the curve and loop of wind
when doors bang shut
gusts move fabric
pluck leaves by the fistful
frittering greenery
over the world

finches cling to the feeder
impervious to the thrust
and force against
the rise and dip of wings

wind blusters songs
in microscopic throats
seeds of meaning
blown down channels of song
into rushing air

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an earlier version of this poem appeared in 7Beats Here and Now

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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