Poet Linda Pastan has generously allowed the display of her terrific poem about springtime. Just as we lose hope she ambles in, a late guest dragging her hem of wildflowers, her torn veil of mist, of light rain, blowing her dandelion breath in our ears; and we forgive her, turning from chilly winter ways, we throw off our faithful sweaters and open our arms. "Spring" by Linda Pastan from Heroes in Disguise. © Norton, 1991. Reprinted with permission. (buy now) |
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