(original photo, rights reserved to Claire Hellar)
This is the very first spring poem I ever wrote: written in a burst of inspiration in March and barely revised because it was one complete series of images. Would that all poems were this easy. Thank you to Calla Press for publishing it in their spring online journal!!
Spring came in strokes of hyacinths, garden reports of tillers and flowers, memos from the month of April. Rain swept through all the broken hearts and patched them up with warm light in early morning fogs... read the rest at Calla Press
I LOVED this so much!! Gorgeous, gorgeous imagery. Oh the delight of spring poems…I find the summer season harder. Can’t wait to read more of your work!
Yes! I will try to gather some images and feelings up for some kind of summer poem! Glad you will post one soon : )