To March

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before March goes,
let’s dawdle, linger and grow,
like the crocus

Copyright 2019 Brenda Davis Harsham

Notes: The last Thursday of March is a special day, a day of yearning for Spring, at least in Massachusetts. A day for poets.

Dear March - Come in -	
How glad I am -
I hoped for you before -
Put down your Hat -	
You must have walked -
How out of Breath you are -	
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest -
Did you leave Nature well -	
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me -
I have so much to tell -

I got your Letter, and the Birds -	
The Maples never knew that you were coming -
I declare - how Red their Faces grew -	        
But March, forgive me -	
And all those Hills you left for me to Hue -	
There was no Purple suitable -	
You took it all with you -	        
  
Who knocks? That April -
Lock the Door -
I will not be pursued -
He stayed away a Year to call	
When I am occupied -	        
But trifles look so trivial	
As soon as you have come
	
That blame is just as dear as Praise	
And Praise as mere as Blame -

-- Emily Dickinson (1320)

Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to Carol for hosting!

 

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