May.Out of April's rain-swept ways, Breathes her warm, moist breath on earth Bringing buds to sudden birth, Sets the sleeping streams astir, Strokes the pussy-willow's fur, Herds a flock of butterflies, Paints the heavens to match her eyes, Braids white lilacs in her hair, Brews the honeybee's sweet fare. Beauty follows all her ways When May comes dancing down the days. __Isobel Doerr |
Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 49
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)
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