Crocuses lesion winter purple with answers.
They expose snow’s illusion: incurable ground.
The highway, brusque, resists all seasons.
Geese poke through the sky and shift like iron
filings to spring’s magnet. Their elastic inscription
unfolds like a calendar: solstice, surgery.
Heedless of the borrow ponds, a few drift
onto the median like ashes, so intent on creation
they’ll try to build their nests between the lanes.
Elizabeth Harlan-Ferlo's poems have appeared in Anglican Theological Review, Prick of the Spindle, LiturgicalCredo, Poet Lore, Sow’s Ear Poetry Review, Burnside Review, Controlled Burn, and Bellingham Review. She teaches in the Religion and Philosophy Department at Oregon Episcopal School in Portland.