From 2014.

 

In 1973 or '4, when I was not yet five, I was given a test in which I was asked many things: among them, the question with which the second section begins.




Vernal Sequence

Innocent

of politics,

the birds

of Mrs Álvarez.

 

*

 

Do dials yawn?

The waking treetops

answer

with silence.

 

*

 

Old poet

consorts

with winebibbers.

 

*

 

While I breathe, I hope --

blossoms!

 

*

 

Heavy thumbs

on a dumb drum:

late spring rain.

 

*

 

Trust the day

and its thousand

graces.

 

*

 

Who would not

embezzle bliss from

April's treasury?

 

*

 

Forsythia, Elaine,

New Hampshire:

yesteryear.

 

*

 

Flowers, bees,

strawberries, joggers:

joy! joy!

 

*

 

A statue of Ignatius

among the lilacs

and the undergraduates.





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Written on 2018-02-17 at 06:37

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Who would not

embezzle bliss from

April's treasury?

Has the longing for spring ever been better expressed?
2018-02-19


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
It reads like pieces of a dream. Nice snippets.
2018-02-18


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Each image so beautiful.and inspiring.
Ashe
2018-02-17