March is here with its mercurial spirit, continually changing from bitter storms to golden, sunny days. It's a month of transition for nature, from lion-like roaring to lamb-like gentleness. I march through March, a month of memories, a time to celebrate my husband's life, and honor his passing. The following poems come from my heart as I near the upcoming Year Two.
SUPPOSE-Then and Now
we weaved through life
like gentle lambs, calmer, calmer
moving through stormy weather
suppose we stretched across the skylike billowing clouds of beauty, slowly, slowlyfloating to nature's rhythm
suppose we meet in evening dreams
like fairies whispering, circling, circlinginto a magical web of forever
(c) CVarsalona, March 2026 - based on Wendell Berry's poem, Like Snow
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Thank you to Jone MacCulloch
for her Wendell Berry-like poem
Suppose we did our work
like winter, renewing and replenishing
Readying ourselves for spring
© Jone Rush MacCulloch, 2026
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I offer my work to two writing communities
that I belong to:
Poetry Friday
Linda Baie is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup today at her blog site, TeacherDance. She offers us a few Friday the 13th superstition stories and a beautiful picture of the sky with an original poem about nature and loved ones.
Day 13, March 2026
12th year with Two Writing Teachers
