spring

Title First Line Theme(s)
Buried Seeds "The buried seeds drink up the snow" nature
spring
The Farmer's Season "Yeah, spring, I know spring, the vernal season," spring
farming
Elegy "Listen, my friend, shuttered in" spring
isolation
Spring Fever "Sun touched I sit on a" spring
anticipation
Come On, Let's Go "Wake up, dope head, wake up," farming
spring
Sap's Rise "The creek retreats from flood rage" spring
renewal
The Face of Things "The creek retreats from flood rage" spring
planting
An Older Language "Riding up on a southwest wind" birds
spring
Here and There "It's true the days are longer," spring
despair
No Nightingales, No Nymphs "The imperatives of spring" spring
work