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The dark-eyed juncos have returned,
telling us winter's on its way.
That name makes me think of temptresses
from times when women ringed their eyes
as if to underscore their passion.
I think of Mata Hari or Theda Bara,
But no,
the dark-eyed junco's none of that.
Its eyes are simply dark rather than light,
and dressed in gray smock and ecru bloomers
it looks more like a schoolgirl
than a femme fatale.
© by Richard Greene.
Used with the author's permission.
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Richard Greene began writing poetry in the 8th grade, inspired by the opening lines of Longfellow's “Evangeline”—“This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks / Bearded in moss and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight"—which he was required to read in class. In college, after a classmate deemed Richard’s rhyming poem “trite,” he stopped writing until, a couple of years later, a class with Henry Rago, subsequently editor of Poetry magazine, inspired him to resume his efforts. But poetry fell by the wayside for almost forty years as a busy career in international development consumed his life. As retirement approached, however, Richard’s dedication to poetry returned; he has since published three chapbooks: The Broken Guitar: Poems of War; Becoming Old: Poems of Aging; Painting with Words: Landscapes in Verse; and one full -length collection, To Talk of Many Things: Selected Poems. Richard, who lives in Nyack, New York, shares a "poem of the week" with anyone interested; get on his mailing list by requesting it at greeneplace@gmail.com.
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Bourgom:
Love that little bird and on my walk today here in central PA they were much in evidence. Thanks for your lovely portrait of these brave migrants
Posted 12/03/2016 08:20 PM
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Lori Levy:
Like that image--"more like a schoolgirl/than a femme fatale."
Posted 12/02/2016 09:56 AM
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Jean :D:
The junco's are like billboards announcing snow is imminent. They get it right every time, even one rare time, years ago, in May! Warm-up, they're gone.
Posted 12/02/2016 06:17 AM
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blueskies:
Did a google search on the junco. None in where I grew up, live, etc. Lovely critters. Better see how you beautifully positioned your poem now.Thanks,Richard.
Posted 12/02/2016 05:58 AM
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