Third Week Of March

Spring comes down like an airstrike

To the white unready earth

And fells the frozen powers

All in a single evening.


Makes the sleeping fields to shine

Brimming bright with their delight

Makes their joy to overflow

And sets the ditches singing.


Tonight the world is trembling

As that laughter is released

To shake from their foundations

All the little works of men.


And tonight I wonder

If this is how it will end

In ever-swifter swingings

Of its sorrows into joys.

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