Donna Ialongo


Apple-Tree New* - Poem by Donna Ialongo

soon everything will be apple-tree
new again. and i, munching on
the over-ripe world will slap spring
on the back like a gladenning friend.
i do so love the snow sleeping noisily
and tasting icicles. but i long to
hear my marigolds growing and smell
kites whooshing about my hungering
hands. i want to feel warmed sun
wrapping itself around my back, but
even more, i'd like to see oiled worms
crawl into a hugging rain as i jump
around, under, and over their water-
puddled homes. and most of all, i
want to watch april make people love.

(April 1,1965)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 15, 2006


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