Poet Trudy Kleckner
By allowing long stretches of daily quiet, I invite my muse, the voices of nature, and my own spirit to speak to me. And they do. Often, I take dictation from the universe. The more I unplug from the noise of modern life—television, text messages, music, screaming headlines—the more I am able to tune in to the words of creation. These words become my poems.
Arrival
by Trudy Kleckner
when a red bird sings
atop a leafless tree
and
brown grass turns green
overnight
and
popcorn clouds dot
azure sky
and
robins hop
in search of fat worms
and
buds appear on trees
unfurling chartreuse beauty
and
warm breezes caress my face
then
i exhale
inhale smile rejoice
spring
has arrived
