16 January 2026 (a few phrases of finch)
Kristen Lindquist
a few phrases of finch . . .
the river rock’s moss
stippled with snow
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Filtering by Tag: goldfinch
a few phrases of finch . . .
the river rock’s moss
stippled with snow
fresh snow
a flurry of finches
interrupts pure thoughts
feather snow
backyard weeds bend
beneath the goldfinch
feels like snow . . .
one goldfinch shoos another
off the feeder
sunflowers face the street
a constant parade
of goldfinches
rainless sky
thistles loosing
a spray of goldfinches
spring rain
a goldfinch reminds me
we missed the full moon
a brief pause
in the freezing rain
goldfinch chatter
goldfinch twitter . . .
pastel sprinkles dissolve
in the sink strainer
a goldfinch sways
on a swaying birch
winter gale
passing storm
a wind-assisted merlin
gains on a goldfinch