Poet’s Corner: To Spring Forth


Nature wakes north latitude with a warm and lingering caress

Woods rouse themselves from winter’s dreams

To put on springtime dress

Witch hazel’s spiky flowers curl when snow still covers ground

Willows next from slumber rise

And wave their yellow arms around

Forsythia — that excited child — jumps from its winter bed

And greets the day with lemon smiles

While maples blush from green to red

Intrepidly the forest hue is painted as in art

Form comes first then color clings

To Nature’s living heart.

Jane Paquet has played with words since she learned to speak. She is a teacher at the Martha’s Vineyard Public Charter School.