I
Warm friends and zither songs
already linked our pleasures
as winter-hardened St. Paul kept us close.
A lunar New Year turned, and suddenly
your new year blended into mine.
II
... A day of unexpected winds
drives foaming clouds across blue sky,
uncovers the wet brilliance of the grass.
Winter-colored birds cross the sunlight.
From bare blackened branches
winged voices chant fragile songs,
piercing both glare and silence.
White light
dispels gray skies and folds of mist
from this spring day I've promised you since TET.
Daniel Brick
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-letter-poems-in-spring/
