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April

They have been up all night.

Yesterday: barren bushes,

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empty beds, and just-budding trees.

This morning: a madness,

yellow forsythia bellow

from the churchyard

the dogwood is loud with stars

beneath the willow's golden mane

violets shout blue moons

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and who can ignore the crocuses'

purple proclamations?

Will they rest?

Will we ever sleep again?

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