Top 100 Poems About: APRIL

In this page, poems on / about “april” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Shepheardes Calender: April

    Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete?
    What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ytorne?
    Or is thy Bagpype broke, that soundes so sweete? read more »

    Edmund Spenser
  • 2.
    The Canterbury Tales

    Here bygynneth the Book of the tales of Caunterbury.

    Whan that Aprille, with hise shoures soote,
    The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
    And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
    Of which vertu engendred is the flour; read more »

    Geoffrey Chaucer
  • 3.
    In April

    This I saw on an April day:
    Warm rain spilt from a sun-lined cloud,
    A sky-flung wave of gold at evening,
    And a cock pheasant treading a dusty path read more »

    James Hearst
  • 4.
    April Midnight?

    Side by side through the streets at midnight,
    Roaming together,
    Through the tumultuous night of London,
    In the miraculous April weather. read more »

    Arthur Symons
  • 5.
    April Rain Song

    Let the rain kiss you
    Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
    Let the rain sing you a lullaby
    The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk read more »

    Langston Hughes
  • 6.
    The English In Virginia, April 1607

    They landed and could
    see nothing but
    meadows and tall
    trees— read more »

    Charles Reznikoff
  • 7.
    A Calendar Of Sonnets: April

    No days such honored days as these! While yet
    Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide
    For some fair thing which should forever bide
    On earth, her beauteous memory to set read more »

    Helen Hunt Jackson
  • 8.

    The roofs are shining from the rain.
    The sparrows tritter as they fly,
    And with a windy April grace
    The little clouds go by. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 9.
    Flower God, God Of The Spring

    FLOWER god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful,
    Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles,
    Here I wander in April
    Cold, grey-headed; and still to my read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 10.
    A Rainy Day In April

    When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain
    Like holy water falls upon the plain,
    'Tis sweet to gaze upon the springing grain
    And see your harvest born. read more »

    Francis Ledwidge
  • 11.

    To 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. read more »

    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • 12.

    April, April,
    Laugh thy girlish laughter;
    Then, the moment after,
    Weep thy girlish tears! read more »

    William Watson
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