Thursday, April 9, 2015

Celebrating Poetry Month


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;
With 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.

~Kitchen Sonnets by Ethel Romig Fuller

Celebrating Poetry Month
A poem from a treasured book I once found at the antique mall.

6 comments:

Jeanie said...

What a wonderful way to celebrsate poetry month. I love the title "Kitchen Sonnets."

Mary said...

Aaaaah! Kitchen sonnets are so pretty and light - I feel like standing at the window where the wrens are nesting and reading this one to them!

Spring is so beautiful - enjoy X

Tracy said...

VERY sweet... and what a wonderful idea--kitchen sonnets!! :o) I've always had a love affair with poetry. And I'm celebrating poetry month by taking an online American poetry course... it will last longer than April, but still--very fitting for now. ;o) Happy Days, Marilyn ((HUGS))

Joy said...

I love this!

Angela McRae said...

What a lovely kitchen sonnet!

Steph said...

Lovely!