Poetry Baltimore Orioles by Lyndsey Kelly Weiner When asked the date of their return in spring, google provides baseball timetables. In a May snowstorm, a male grasps the tine of the hummingbird feeder with prehistoric feet. His wife, yellow-chested to his orange, builds her pouch of a nest in a high tree, ejecting eggs of parasitic cowbirds. In spring twenty years ago, Summer 2021 Read