Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

In honor of poetry month..

I was doing my reading for tomorrow's class and came across a poem about April.
I love this poem. This is exactly how April feels...

April by Cornelius Eady



Suddenly, the legs want a different sort of work.
This is because the eyes look out the window
And the sight is filled with hope.
This is because the eyes look out the window

And the street looks a fraction better than
the day before.
This is what the eyes tell the legs,
Whose joints become smeared with a fresh sap
Which would bud if attached to a different limb.

The legs want a different sort of work.
This is because the ears hear what they've been
waiting for,
Which cannot be described with words,
But makes the heart beat faster, as if
One had just found money in the street.

The legs want to put on a show for the entire world.
The legs want to reclaim their gracefulness.
This is because the nose at last finds the right scent
And tugs the protesting body onto the dance floor.
This is because the hands, stretching out in boredom,
Accidently brush against the skirts of the world.