Thursday, April 29, 2010

Poetry Month and Lilacs

 April is Poetry Month.

Ethel Romig Fuller was Oregon Poet Laureate from 1957-1965.
Not long ago I found a copy of her book, Kitchen Sonnets.
As part of celebrating Poetry Month I wanted to share one of her poems.

No April Words

There are no words for saying
How wistful is the push
Of April through the budding
Of a lilac bush.

There are no notes for making
A little elfin air
Of new leaves on a willow;
No phrases to compare

With tapering blue hyacinths;
The first white butterfly;
Of plum trees misted sudden
Silver on the sky.....

One may only listen-
Hand at throat-to rapture
More lyrically lovely
Than any song may capture.