Here comes April, "like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers"

A big welcome to springtime, April, and Poetry Month.

SPRING
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950)

O what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.


Feeling poetic?
Want to share your writing and be a techie too?








Visit the new QR poetry blog created by Alice Bedard-Voorhees.
There you can see how to turn your poem into a QR Code and post your words as well.
Find out more at:
http://qrpoetry.blogspot.com/



Need some inspiration?



Download a poetry app on your smart phone.
For example, try The Poetry Foundations's iPhone app.
You can slide the 2 panels on the screen separately to choose a mood and topic, and the app will present you with poems that fit that combination.
Create your own combos, like Pessimism and Love or Contentment and Family, and see what poems appear.
Or just shake your iPhone and watch the 2 reels spin, and a combo of moods and the related poems will be chosen for you.


Read poems online
Visit The Poetry Foundation online:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/


Read and lucubrate* with an actual book
http://coloradomtn.edu/library

*From the past participle of Latin lucubrare ‘to work by candle light’.