March 7: Mill sunset

Sunset's rosy glow--

even the peeling old smokestack

is radiant.

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March 6: Starry starry night

After a day spent
huddled inside, I step out
under all those stars!

March 5: Found in a snow drift

Milkweed pod--

an empty boat

drifting to winter's end.

March 4: At the window

Cardinal pauses
in his eating, watches me
for a long time.

March 3: Scarborough Marsh

In the frozen saltmarsh
nothing moves
but three foraging crows.

March 2: Portland, from the fish piers

You don't notice

the cold so much

with that many gulls to watch.

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March 1: A friend's new work space

Gardens, yes,

but in winter, also,

a glimpse of the sea.

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