Showing posts with label March. Show all posts
Showing posts with label March. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 5, 2024

March, in the Northern Hemisphere

March, a grunting month,
a mound of mud, a flood
of flotsam, a stormy brawler
drunk on rain. March, a sentimental
sap, half in love with shapely April,
half in hate with freezing Feb.

We want such a month
because of what it portends
but beg that passes fast
because it only pretends.

Hans Ostrom 2024