April isn’t cruel

April isn’t cruel.
March is the bitch
dressed in ice and mud,
surrendering patches of green
the sun frees, not with heat
but insistent light.

Sap runs now, the tips of trees
greening despite the snap
still in the air, that slow hope
we call budding.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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27 Responses to April isn’t cruel

  1. I love this. I truly wanted to call March a bitch just this morning – thanks for doing it for me!

  2. Around here, March is schizophrenic as well….Yesterday: snow and bitter cold. Saturday: 63 Degrees F and Sunny. Our winter was the same. Our plant life doesn’t know what season it is anymore….

  3. I have a feeling you there is a deeper meaning in your poem..
    Reminds me of a poem ot Swedish poet Karin Boye.
    “Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking”
    Here is an interpretation in English

    http://www.a-w-i-p.com/index.php/poetry/2010/03/24/ja-visst-goer-det-ont-yes-of-course-it-h

    • Bjorn, that is a beautiful poem. “Rest in the trust that creates the world.” Her poem says it much more sweetly than mine does, but there is a similarity of meaning. Thanks for commenting!

  4. The Enfant Terrible says:

    March is a total bitch; a tempestuous, volatile bitch! A perfect summation of my feelings towards this wretch.

  5. TS Eliot, here is another take on those months in-between!

  6. Alice Keys says:

    I like “the slow hope we call budding”. It brings up so much feeling for me about youth and growing up. Lovely.

  7. nelle says:

    As three quite famous guys once said in tandem, paraphrased… s-l-o-w-l-y we turn… inch by inch…step by step…

  8. unfetteredbs says:

    Perfectly done– LOVE

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