FREDRIC HILDEBRAND POETRY
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The Sound of Spring

I recall a blackbird
perched on our chimney, 

and the melting snow,
and the ice gone overnight,
and the homecoming 

of mallards, mergansers, 
goldeneyes, and geese 
to the open river,

and the end of the slowed
season with neighbors 
now out of their houses,

this blackbird

warming herself and singing 
to a mate in the treetops
and down the chimney to me,

not exactly the bird 
but the cleansing 
rains and green maple 
days that followed her.

Published in One Sentence Poems (Right-Hand Pointing), February 5, 2020

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