April for me I choose!
In it the old things tumble,
In it things new refresh us;
It makes a mighty rumble,-
But peace is not so precious
As that his will man shows.
April for me I choose,
Because it storms and scourges,
Because it smiles and blesses,
Because its power purges,
Because it strength possesses,-
In it the summer grows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Repetition used to emphasize the essence of April to the speaker. I believe one of the theme will be excitement. I will assess the speaker as a romantic because of his strong connection to and description of the natural phenomena that is encountered in April. April has also been personified greatly in the second stanza. love it