The Third Month Poem by Julio F. Alcalá
The Third Month
MARCH
In this very original month
three tens of days
and a very special day.
The first ten are hard
and elegies are sung
to dead winter, spells.
seconds are great
well there are ten sonnets
to the spring elves.
Then comes the whole day
when spring is born
Twenty-one is great.
And the last ten fly
like clouds of angels
after the paschal rain.
Thursday, March 2, 2023
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