15

April, you thrill
of frilly yellow thangs
& peeps of purple!

You greeny hues
tinkering among the mosses
& the pippities of kinglets

who flash their neon crowns!
You humectant, furling, swollen
stream of snowmelt

& last year’s heartschmerz,
flung open like the barn’s
upper story gaping for hay!

Hey! April! You brill-
iant capillary of sunshine,
let’s flounce!