Waiting for Spring

[71degrees]

Waiting for Spring

Across the snow marshes
behind my home, soft clouds
gray and fuzzy, blue illusions
structure the edges as a lone hawk
dips and circles its mating dance

I like the use of "across" rather than "above" it lends a sense of perspective to the scene.
The modifier "soft" does not fit for me with "gray and fuzzy" If I had to associate it with a colour it would be white in the context it is used.
It is hard to think what "structured edges" to a cloud are, by their very nature I see them as the opposite.

Ah, this slow pace system
of systems, whirling and turning
northern expectations like March kites—
it’s about all that rational humans
can stand as we wait patiently
for grasshopper men to drive through
the warm blades of summer

Ah, this slow pace system
of systems, Time is an illusion of humans in this context I always think.

The sun sets stronger, reining
over a weakening, bleak wind;
geese are reappearing in sky V’s;
first it was snowing, and now it’s not—
yet, I can’t find the moment it stopped

The modifier "bleak" seems superfluous.
Sky V's is cliche or this reader.

Thank you 71 degrees. JG

No, thank you, JG. Appreciate the response and suggestions. I need some work on the line breaks in stanza one…it's the snow marshes w/edges, not the clouds, and I think that seems to be confusing some folks. You are not the first to allude to this image (edges referring to the clouds) so it obviously needs some clarification. I see this scene every morning looking out into the field marsh behind my house and it has become something of a "melting" portrait/painting due to the long, extended winter here. The edges refer to what I can see (which would be the width of my window from my seat. Sometimes, when the sun is just right, the clouds seem to be right on top of the snow, which is pretty much impossible since the snow back there is only six or seven feet high w/the drifts. Anyway, I digress. Again, thanks. And welcome.