The First Rain Of My April Poem by Cigeng Zhang

What a lovely and delicate photo of a willow- it fits your poem, a perfect marriage of words and picture. The opening line of your poem is perfectly pitched - OPEN THE WINDOW - that is as much say, no more winter enclosure. it's the freedom of the same air outside and inside and they are both sweet harbingers of summer. // Here; s a name for you ROBERT BLY, one of the leading American poets and a fellow Minnesotan. From the distance of poetry readings and reading his books AND the occasional meeting him at a gathering, I've come to know Bly - to know his poetry which is of the highest quality. I want to share this with you, and by a happy accident, Bly has just published a new book made up of his CHINESE INFLUENCED POEMS! ! I got a copy for you and he signed it. I wanted to give you an American poet who shares my state and state of mind. I am so happy I can give you his poems

Lovely poem. I am especially enamoured by your words 'like the hair of baby willow'; this image picturesquely depict and define the softness of the April rain. Thanks for sharing, Cigeng.

I could almost hear the rain, Cigeng. Thanks for sharing.