A poem about the spring equinox that occurred 3/21/2021

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The image is 1202 x 2738 px

The art is from a collection of my unpublished generative art.

Poem:

the equinox expands my backpack I look behind

to the weath of nightfall starlight divine

to the sleepy soprano robin who knew

the false starts in warm winter days

weren't for blooms attracting attacks

from the pollen-backs from the cozy noses

tucked in tidy shacks we go as it were

with nature sleeping we wake in our dreams

and nuture is seeking for the balance of days

for the time where we say

"the sun and moon beams have found a reckoning"