Eighteen Aprils

Me again, you again Robin's egg blue again, Eagerly notice the crocuses, Suddenly, Spring arrives, In the sky bluebird reconnaissance, Phoebes dip straw in the mud- Winter's done, hallelujah! All the clouds ungather And the sun shines through. Swallowtailchrysalis Hides in the hyacinth. Never flowed this endlessly Unless you include solitude's end On that day eighteen Aprils ago When we met, I recall how All the clouds ungathered And the sun shined through. I recall how All the clouds ungathered And the sun shined through And the sun shined through