Villanelle
Under dirty hemlocks snowdrifts cling.
New pussywillows pale and scarcely show.
Only children trust in early spring.
When none but silly sparrows hop and wing
Late in the afternoon and skitter low
Under dirty hemlocks. Snowdrifts cling
Out on the frozen pond. Old ice has lost its ring.
Half-frozen fields and mudflats know
Only children. Trust in early spring
When slender maple branches dip and swing
Fitful, and flaunt their budding scarlet glow.
Under dirty hemlocks, snowdrifts. Cling
To bursts of sun when busy breezes fling
Kites into clouds and twist them tugging so
Only children trust. In early spring
Who has the courage for one day to bring
Marvelous marbles out where they may go
Under dirty hemlocks? Snowdrifts cling
Only. Children trust in early spring.
- Carole G. Goldberg
I love this piece of genius. Fiddling around with words and phrases and rhymes. I'd love to write something similar.
Under dirty hemlocks snowdrifts cling.
New pussywillows pale and scarcely show.
Only children trust in early spring.
When none but silly sparrows hop and wing
Late in the afternoon and skitter low
Under dirty hemlocks. Snowdrifts cling
Out on the frozen pond. Old ice has lost its ring.
Half-frozen fields and mudflats know
Only children. Trust in early spring
When slender maple branches dip and swing
Fitful, and flaunt their budding scarlet glow.
Under dirty hemlocks, snowdrifts. Cling
To bursts of sun when busy breezes fling
Kites into clouds and twist them tugging so
Only children trust. In early spring
Who has the courage for one day to bring
Marvelous marbles out where they may go
Under dirty hemlocks? Snowdrifts cling
Only. Children trust in early spring.
- Carole G. Goldberg
I love this piece of genius. Fiddling around with words and phrases and rhymes. I'd love to write something similar.
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