Is it Really Spring?
Is it true?
Is it really spring?
In the desert
The creosote is blooming.
Against a carpet of gold and white,
Colors delicate, colors fresh,
Its green advertises life
and a new beginning.
The phaino is confused
Wondering if it should head north,
The ironwood’s gloomy green brightens
And the errant saguaro wears a crown of white
While icicles chills the north
And ice storms rage across the east.
So, is it true?
Is it really spring?
—Harriet Scarborough
This article appears in Mar 30 – Apr 5, 2017.