The Ballad of Spring
fresh earth, rich rains
bring forth the sweet brown
grass seed, branches and buds pushing
eager into the world like a newborn
that smell, that smell, delicious earth
a bowl of spring broth wet
steaming up up
on the rivers and on the lakes
beauty ferments and greens
into the flux of life,
the hand digging soil
earth beneathe fingernails,
the ecstatic shutter of petals
slots and brushes of color
surrounded by green green green
the bees buzz from one cherry blossom
to the next their wings and bodies heavy
with their yellow-sun labor
the rhubarb extends its thick stalk,
marbled crimson and emerald,
like an arm offered, who will
dance to the ballad of spring?
dance to the ballad of spring?
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