BLOSSOM of the almond-trees, April's gift to April's bees, Birthday ornament of spring, Flora's fairest daughterling;— Coming when no flowerets dare Trust the cruel outer air, When the royal king-cup bold Dares not don his coat of gold, And the sturdy blackthorn spray Keeps his silver for the May;— Coming when no flowerets would, Save thy lowly sisterhood, Early violets, blue and white, Dying for their love of light. Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us, Lest, with longing over-tried, We die as the violets died,— Blossom, clouding all the tree With thy crimson broidery, Long before a leaf of green On the bravest bough is seen,— Ah! when winter winds are swinging All thy red bells into ringing, With a bee in every bell, Almond bloom, we greet thee well! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE FOR ST. BARTHOLOMEW'S EVE by MALCOLM COWLEY FLOWER GUIDANCE by ROBERT FROST LOVE BEING ALL ONE by ROBERT FROST TO A MOTH SEEN IN WINTER by ROBERT FROST STREET-CRIES: 2. THE SHIP OF EARTH by SIDNEY LANIER |