Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MARCH, by SALLY BRUCE KINSOLVING Poet's Biography First Line: Is it strange that we should be Last Line: Instead of dusty books! Subject(s): March (month) | ||||||||
Is it strange that we should be A little mad in March, When life begins to stir again In maple, elm and larch; And birds to pipe in orchestra, And timid buds unfold, And even swamps to ache with song, And stars alone are cold? Is it strange that we should be A little mad in spring, When joy begins to throb again And birds are on the wing; When mists around the moon at night Dance in a golden swirl, And birch-tree limbs are bare and white As those of any girl? Then let us leave our dreary toil And every trace of sorrow, And deck ourselves out fine and gay In what we beg or borrow; Let us be hushed with silent streams, And laugh with laughing brooks, And lose ourselves in singing dreams Instead of dusty books! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AND AGAIN, MARCH IS ALMOST HERE by JOHN ASHBERY MARCH: A BIRTHDAY POEM by JOHN UPDIKE MARCH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS IN EARLIEST SPRING by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: MARCH by EDMUND SPENSER TO MY SISTER by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH WRITTEN IN MARCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH APRIL by SALLY BRUCE KINSOLVING |
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