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Sarah Ann Winn<br />
Theater of March<br />
Brown stage curtains remain closed.<br />
If you don't brave the bluest<br />
of the bruised clouds, you might miss<br />
the burst through when the buds slip<br />
their hands through the sleeves of twigs —<br />
some still brown mittened. some green.<br />
Soon the birds — the shyest ones —<br />
arrive with a kind of spring,<br />
if not one you remember.<br />
Cue: whiteout, paper birches<br />
unpeel, reveal stage notes carved<br />
deep, unweathered. Inserted<br />
in your program, a card requests<br />
a small donation — maybe<br />
a grape hyacinth, maybe<br />
a branch of pussy willows.<br />
The brashest forsythia.<br />
A bracing of melt. Check one.<br />
Leave it in the jar by the door.<br />
Right now, there’s only staging.<br />
Each set layer moves offstage.<br />
First, snowbanks part to reveal<br />
white-lit mountains, falling away<br />
blue silhouetted skyline.<br />
Redbuds approach on tracks upstage<br />
to down, advancing towards<br />
the audience — through the seats,<br />
the lobby, the parking lot,<br />
out to a clearing, a green<br />
place, applause in a field full of fiddleheads.<br />
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