1.
song sparrows and ants
promises of the season
call, march this new day
2.
the dogs, being kind
let me sleep in -- grace
is best unspoken
3.
body remedies:
hot coffee, fresh air
a cold face wash
[Daybook 2026: Spring 3.20.26]
Tag Archives: spring
the john quills survive
[a broken haiku]
daffodil’s respite
from a fool’s spring: March
marches forward
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Mick Parsons
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Daybook 2026 // Winter 2.23.26
A cold turn of weather and an opening road.
Though it’s incorrect to call the road opening. The road has always been there. Whittled down as I am by the world, whittled down to taking the offensive, when all I wanted was to be left alone. But I am grateful I have not been abandoned. I have, in fact, been embraced by the wild wind, and so my course is set and blind.
And it’s all for her. For them. And, yes. Also for me.
The days can be
a good crisp winter apple
small and sweet
full of flavor
and the slightest hint
of spring.
Take each deliberate bite.