Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GOD'S WEATHER: APRIL, by ELIZABETH SEWELL HILL


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GOD'S WEATHER: APRIL, by                    
First Line: The shadows fall soft down the haw-whitened hillside
Last Line: The wooing soft south of his weather, god's weather.
Subject(s): Orchards; Seasons; Spring


The shadows fall soft down the haw-whitened hillside;
The south wind blows soft over blossoms at full tide
With the evensong out from the thicket's throat thrilling,
With the fragrance of springtime and pink petals spilling
From the orchard's heart ever, with orchard boughs lifting
Above baby grasses, with cloud blossoms drifting
Over limbs bare and black.

Down thro' long aisles high arching
Go light gusts and ripples of breathless loves marching—
The warm light, the young night, the soft flight—out, whether
Or springtime, or ringtime or wingtime, or whether
The wooing soft south of His weather, God's weather.





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