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Spring arrives in patchwork brown
mid leafless limbs and rusted grasses;
in the woods, the snow stoops down
then ebbs away as winter passes.
Coats and caps and scarfery
whose bulk intrudes on closet spaces
may quite soon in basements be
or tucked away in dusty places.
Muddy parks with sodden grounds
may challenge those who trod them early;
later, though, each path rebounds
to welcome walkers much more surely.
This poem first appeared in Sarasvati.
Used here with permission.
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Phil Huffy writes early and often at his kitchen table in western New York, casting a wide net as to form and substance. A musician and former lawyer, he enjoys hiking, camping, and cycling. Phil is the author of three poetry collections, including Magic Words, a collection for children that is also available as an audiobook. His work has appeared in dozens of journals and anthologies.
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Lori Levy:
Captures the muddy beginning of spring well.
Posted 03/23/2023 02:44 PM
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Anastasia:
"scarfery" is a wonderful word! I enjoyed the whole poem!
Posted 03/23/2023 10:41 AM
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michael escoubas:
Like your lilting lines and rhymes, Phil . . . the whole piece nicely done.
Posted 03/23/2023 09:38 AM
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Wilda Morris:
Well written! And fun. Spring has "arrived in patchwork brown."
Posted 03/23/2023 09:22 AM
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cork:
Scarfery was just right for me.
Posted 03/23/2023 09:17 AM
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Darrell Arnold:
Wow, Phil! This is terrific, with very clever observation and word wrangling. This one goes in my "treasured poems from other poets" file. I might even try to memorize it. To me, this is what real poetry is all about.
Posted 03/23/2023 08:57 AM
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Larry Schug:
Hey, there's no snow in the local forecast for the rest of the week. I'm going to make this poem my mantra. Thanks, Phil.
Posted 03/23/2023 08:20 AM
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Joan Luther:
Each path rebounds.gives me a spring in my step!
Posted 03/23/2023 06:49 AM
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