8 March 2026 (reflecting on)
Kristen Lindquist
reflecting on
what’s left of winter
rain on lake ice
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Filtering by Tag: Megunticook Lake
reflecting on
what’s left of winter
rain on lake ice
dawn flurries —
smoke already rising
from the ice-fishing shack
wind chill
an eagle on lake ice
holds its pose
bone cold
the lake grows
a new skin
winter’s midpoint . . .
a red pickup crosses
the frozen lake
blue jays
through yellow leaves
the deep end of the lake
loons on the lake . . .
remembering the night
of my sister’s birth
ice-out
the white throat
of a loon
my mother reports
her blackbird is back . . .
soft spots in lake ice
late winter thaw . . .
mist wreaths the islands
locked in lake ice
late summer clouds the lake deeper blue