
The Poetry Friday Roundup for March 24 is here! I’m happy to be hosting today and also celebrating the start of spring. For me, spring doesn’t officially start until I revisit one of my favorite E.E.Cummings poems:
[in Just-]
by E.E.Cummings
in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee…
You can read the rest here.
Here in eastern Pennsylvania it doesn’t really look like spring yet, but there are a few signs. In my yard and gardens I noticed activity at the nesting boxes, a few emerging peony shoots, and some early spring flowers – forsythia, daffodils, crocuses, hellebores. This morning I woke to a much needed gentle rain that inspired a poem. I’m also offering one about a hummingbird sculpture that stands in my side garden all year long. Even in the winter, she always reminds me that spring is on the way.


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