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About this poem
"There is that single day, or hour, every year in early spring when the fresh new green leaves are dazzlingly lit from inside. This coincides with the return of the birds. It is ache-making."
About Sidney Wade
Sidney Wade is the author of "Straits and Narrows" (Persea Books, 2013). She teaches at the University of Florida and lives in Gainesville, Fla.
The Academy of American Poets is a nonprofit, mission-driven organization, whose aim is to make poetry available to a wider audience. Email The Academy at poem-a-day[at]poets.org.
(c) 2015 Sidney Wade. Originally published by the Academy of American Poets, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate
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