The promises of April

 April is a month of:

• rain; and
• snow; and
• blue skies; and
• cold; and
• warm;and
• mud; and
• thaw; and
• runoff; and
• open waters; and
• migration; and
• snow; and
• rain; and
• blue skies; and
• rebirth; and
• promise; and
• death of winter; and
• bud burst; and
• hope; and
• Easter; and
• death; and
• rebirth; and
• spring walks; and
• the promise of hope; and
• nestlings; and
• emergence; and
• greening; and
• your turn

green returns in April

Photo by J. Harrington

Apple Blossoms

By Susan Kelly-DeWitt

One evening in winter

when nothing has been enough,

when the days are too short,

the nights too long

and cheerless, the secret

and docile buds of the apple

blossoms begin their quick

ascent to light. Night

after interminable night

the sugars pucker and swell

into green slips, green

silks. And just as you find

yourself at the end

of winter’s long, cold

rope, the blossoms open

like pink thimbles

and that black dollop

of shine called

bumblebee stumbles in.

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