Stones lodged into ancient hills weep
tears of melting snow.
Neve.
Alps never far from sight,
reflecting heaven’s eternal light.
Cinghiale hiding in the hills
their hocks not yet winter’s ham.
Birds’ nests exposed on still barren branches
of the chestnut and hazelnut.
Castagna, Nocciolo.
Forsythia and cherry blossoms
dot green hillsides
Beckoning renewal.
Early spring in northern Italy.