12 October 2026 (spruce needle rain)
Kristen Lindquist
spruce needle rain
the mossy understory
of a mushroom
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Filtering by Tag: spruces
spruce needle rain
the mossy understory
of a mushroom
northerly wind
a flock of siskins unzips
the spruce cones
spruce needle rain
the bird guide cocks his head
at a call note
high noon
crossbills chipping
in the sprucetops
a single catboat
tacking up the sound
wind-trimmed spruces
spruce-needle hush . . .
on tiptoes to photograph
the hobblebush blossoms
slow-falling snow . . .
a nuthatch hangs head-down
on the spruce trunk
spruce needle rain . . .
a sparrow attempts the song
his father sang
spruce-filtered sun
the nonstop nattering
of nuthatches
spruce needle rain . . .
old man’s beard lichen
sways in a gust
the tallest spruces
lit by sunrise
a raven’s chime