April: By God
by Dan HitchensE. E. Cummings’s springtime poems express not just wild abandon, but also humble reverence. Continue Reading »
E. E. Cummings’s springtime poems express not just wild abandon, but also humble reverence. Continue Reading »
Now, in April, when lilacs shake in gusts of rain, the crown-like buds Waving thick and green on sceptre tips, I ask myself: What have we been. We two curled tight in winter’s dark? And when lilacs fully unfurl themselves. Their heart-shaped leaves. Their fragrant . . . . Continue Reading »