Bring a leaf to me
just a leaf just a
spring leaf, an
april leaf
just
come
Blue sky
never mind
Spring rain
never mind
Reach up and
take a leaf and
come
just come
by Paul Blackburn (1926 - 71)
American poet and translator (from the Spanish)
Was it only a month ago that March stopped by to say hello to Emily Dickinson? If you remember, she invited him in -- "Put down your hat"! -- for a long chat about the hues and tints and shades of Spring. In the closing stanzas, the poet is astonished -- aren't we all? -- to realize that right in the midst of her visit with March, here comes April!
So soon:
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 --
from Poem #1320
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
American Poet
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