Return of the warblers

This entry is part 79 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses

 

Mayapples are coming up:
green parasols shedding
the soil as they open.

A coyote trots across the road,
looking back
over its shoulder.

Above the trembling surface
of the vernal pond,
the first warblers’ buzzy songs.

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