I beg a word on winter.
Snow and cold are fine, but something’s missing—
the rustle-song of breeze and piercing blackbird’s call,
green-leaf ground and walls of trees,
early sun and evening alight—
will spring come soon, fair and bright?

Something lighter: an echo poem for Jane’s weekly challenge, with special-order blackbird. I was thinking that Arnold Lobel’s Frog and Toad had an echo story, but maybe I was remembering something from Winnie the Pooh?

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  1. My children had Frog and Toad! In French! Ranelot et Bufolet! There was a spring story about it being just around the corner, and it was. I don’t know the echo story though. I like your verse. The echo sounds more like an echo than mine does. And there are blackbirds. Go to the top of the class:)

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    1. 🙂
      Ranelot et Bufolet, love it. I did look through all my Frog and Toad books, no luck. The old brain is befuddled again.


  2. Maybe the button story? “that’s not my button…my button is…”
    This is a really interesting form. I like what everyone has done so far, but it seems there are many ways to use the echo. Yours is very direct, like a song. (K)

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    1. I’m looking forward to reading all the different takes on the form. Still searching for that lost echo story. It’s rattling around somewhere in the wrong brain file, I suppose.

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