Spring by Crystal Randall Barnett

  Poet name: Crystal Randall Barnett Poem title: Spring Poem: It seems that  the wind this spring never stops pushing its way into the body. It’s a reminder that at least some happiness is dependent on the weather’s generosity. Stiff breeze scrubs clouds like an old rag  until the rain can’t help but tumble onto hurrying forms. Air like a damp cloth seeps inside, reddens the nose, makes it smell like winter when the dog comes in. End of poem.  Credits and bio: Copyright © Crystal Randall Barnett Crystal Randall Barnett is an emerging writer who lives with her partner, her dog, and Post-Concussion Syndrome in Waterloo, Ontario. She has a Bachelor of Arts from the University of Waterloo in Rhetoric and Professional Writing, and a Masters of Education from the University of Toronto. Crystal has been published in Blank Spaces and Writerly Magazine, and adores reading, Earl Grey tea, and being in nature—often at the same time.