Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPRING, by MARY KATHARINE REELY


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SPRING, by                    
First Line: God, how I hate it, spring!
Last Line: God, how shall I endure it, spring!
Subject(s): Memory; Old Age; Spring


God, how I hate it, Spring!

Its loveliness—
Its wistful tenderness—
Its insufferable young-ness. ...

The misty green of birches—
The red of maples—
The faint, soft pink of the oak buds.

Spring!
With its beauty,
Its marvel and mystery,
Its ever-recurring miracle of youth renewed—
Its poignant, bitter memories of youth gone by—
Irredeemable.

The inviting sweetness of its incense-laden nights—
Apple blossoms, linden trees, lilacs in the bud,
And the voiceless passion-call that can know no answer—

God, how shall I endure it, Spring!





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