I wrote this poem about the arrival of Spring at my home in Westford upon being named Ashford’s Poet Laureate in March 2021 – Anthony Paticchio
Becoming
Sometime in March or April,
The Mount Hope, near its headwaters
down below the house, turns river again;
grows loud each day; spills its winter stream
in a full-on cold clear silver river rush;
threads a new watercourse run
across a thick-grown marsh that once was a beaver pond;
pours out through a rock channel carved
in the ruin of an old button mill dam;
and finds its way.
©2021 Anthony Paticchio