Treasure Island

Mark Van Doren

(June 13, 1894 – December 10, 1972 / Hope, Illinois,)

Spring Thunder


Listen, The wind is still,
And far away in the night --
See! The uplands fill
With a running light.

Open the doors. It is warm;
And where the sky was clear--
Look! The head of a storm
That marches here!

Come under the trembling hedge--
Fast, although you fumble...
There! Did you hear the edge
of winter crumble

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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