April, Resolute: Poem by Candelora Versace

April, Resolute
by Candelora Versace

Sometimes it snows in April
That’s a sad sad song
Loss and reverie
Ache, unnamed
Wind moves the dust around
It chokes, it wears one down
Small green things force their way out
Foolhardy tenacity
Fault? Or blessing?
She weighs her own
Tiny rabbits crisscross her land
Grape hyacinths, fringed tulips
Hardy pansies, violas perhaps
Stickery weeds everywhere
Her mother, 91 now, grows especially melancholy in April
Holy Week a trial
Resurrection still an unknown promise
Grief a given
Snow this morning, sunshine this afternoon
Is it spring? Still winter? She has taken to calling it “sprinter”
which she knows will last ‘til June
She watches him plant, ever hopeful
He knows the wheel will turn
Inexorable and resolute
It’s April, almost summer
Look, the first hummingbird!

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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