Sonnet Of Spring Poem by Barry Middleton

Sonnet Of Spring



Not to spring only is the sun confined
but in the dreadful winter, dread removes.
It leaves a lacy pattern so refined
upon the snow and thus approves.

As when it passes into night,
its aspect dies,
but darkness lies
when plainly moon and stars reflect its might.

Nor only at zenith is felt the light,
or early the morning,
or late the evening,
but through our days and unto night.

Not to spring only is the sun confined,
it leaves a lacy pattern so refined.

Friday, April 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The thing to know about this poem is that it was written in 1968.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 09 April 2016

Not ever thought like that.A world of another point of feeling.It's your pen which revealed it, Barry.

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