Stones lodged into ancient hills weep

Tears of melting snow.


Alps never far from sight,

lit brightly from the heavens.

Cinghiale hiding in the hills

not yet winter’s ham.

Birds’ nests exposed on still barren branches

of the chestnut and hazelnut.

Castagna, Nocciolo.

Forsythia and cherry blossoms

dot green hillsides

Beckoning renewal.

Early spring in northern Italy.

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