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April

Rating: 3.2

'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a bird
In the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard;
For green meadow-grasses wide levels of snow,
And blowing of drifts where the crocus should blow;
Where wind-flower and violet, amber and white,
On south-sloping brooksides should smile in the light,
O'er the cold winter-beds of their late-waking roots
The frosty flake eddies, the ice-crystal shoots;
And, longing for light, under wind-driven heaps,
Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps,
Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers,
With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers
We wait for thy coming, sweet wind of the south!
For the touch of thy light wings, the kiss of thy mouth;
For the yearly evangel thou bearest from God,
Resurrection and life to the graves of the sod!
Up our long river-valley, for days, have not ceased
The wail and the shriek of the bitter northeast,
Raw and chill, as if winnowed through ices and snow,
All the way from the land of the wild Esquimau,
Until all our dreams of the land of the blest,
Like that red hunter's, turn to the sunny southwest.
O soul of the spring-time, its light and its breath,
Bring warmth to this coldness, bring life to this death;
Renew the great miracle; let us behold
The stone from the mouth of the sepulchre rolled,
And Nature, like Lazarus, rise, as of old!
Let our faith, which in darkness and coldness has lain,
Revive with the warmth and the brightness again,
And in blooming of flower and budding of tree
The symbols and types of our destiny see;
The life of the spring-time, the life of the whole,
And, as sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul!

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 01 April 2016

A person has to really study nature to know all these things about flowers and vines and trees in the spring- -___] wind-flower and violet, amber and white, On south-sloping brooksides should smile in the light, O'er the cold winter-beds of their late-waking roots - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ] you have to get up close and personal to nature to know these tidbits.... and then his poem is written so smoothly, so happily, about the spirituality of the season

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Kim Barney 01 April 2016

Sounds just like springtime at my house this year, with the same snow and ice and everything. Looking forward to May and wishing I were back in Recife!

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* Sunprincess * 01 April 2016

.....a wonderful tribute to April, mother nature and faith ?

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Scharlie Meeuws 01 April 2016

a lovely poem with beautiful images of spring, but i don't like the robot voice reading it.

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Savita Tyagi 01 April 2016

Beautiful thoughts. The juncture of winter passing and spring's arrival invoked with such beauty of rhythm and rhymes. It truly arises deep emotions of love and reverend towards Nature.

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Khairul Ahsan 31 October 2020

The best are the last two lines to conclude the poem: 'The life of the spring-time, the life of the whole, And, as sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul! '

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Khairul Ahsan 31 October 2020

The poem gives a vivid account of the love for nature the poet holds in his heart, and the keen eyes he has to see the beauty of it. 'Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers, With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers We wait for thy coming, sweet wind of the south! For the touch of thy light wings, the kiss of thy mouth' - so beautifully said!

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Dr Antony Theodore 31 October 2020

And in blooming of flower and budding of tree The symbols and types of our destiny see; The life of the spring-time, the life of the whole, And, as sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul! a very good poem. tony

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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 October 2020

Noon of spring time motivates mind. Revival of seasonal sensation we feel. Soul of sprig time truly gets light and breath. This poem is very interesting. A Nice poem is chosen as the poem of day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 October 2020

'Unbaptized of showers'! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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