robin by tom clausen 20 Friday Mar 2015 Posted by Tom Clausen in poems and photos ≈ Leave a comment Tagsnature, photography, poetry, robins, seaons, spring every few bounces the robin pauses on the lawn to look and listen, as if that were all there was to do puffed upagainst the coldfirst robin of the year sun pops out a construction worker breaks into song the river full of ice broken free