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Eudora Welty


Saturday, March 30, 2019

Early Spring

Pink buds 
against gray sky,
pink buds
I spy

Green sprigs
of pear trees,
green twigs
under gray

Spring begins
without the sun
without its warmth
spring's begun

Without hope
of a sunrise
spring's here
under dark skies

Pink buds
and green sprigs,
heralds only
of a coming spring.