March wings in, feather-blustery, a cobalt kiss,
dressed in scattering sequins.  My shivering bones
stretch toward faintest sun, a fragile wish.
March wings in, frenzy-bedecked, a cobalt kiss,
ushering clatter and concord, a feinting bliss.
Frozen ponds, leaves clamor – even the stones –
when March wings in, gloried, a cobalt kiss,
trumpeting wings to waken our shivering bones.

Jane Hilberry and Anne Marie Kelley

Jane ( made this poem entirely of words stolen from poems by Anne Marie (

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