spring colors
poetry journals and books
on a brown tablecloth

The view outside is green. I think of Listen To The Green, Luci Shaw’s first poetry book, which was published in 1971 (Harold Shaw Publishers; Wheaton, Illinois). And I mentioned her new book, Angels Everywhere: Poems (2022, Paraclete Press), in a recent post. Her books by my chair: 1971, 2022, and many books over the years. Wonderful creative work. Please see Luci Shaw The Official Website if you would like more information. She also is a photographer, and there is a Photo Gallery.
Books and art are good friends through all the changes life can bring.
Karl and I began here in December 2009, and I am grateful for blogs. One post, one day at a time. I also have bought books by authors I know from our blogs.
Colors and years: the daylily plants fill a garden. Lots of green now, and their flowers here are orange in July. Daffodils and primroses bloom now. Many wildflowers have found a home here – and bees, butterflies, birds.
May begins, and the snowdrops beauty of April will grow and change. April could be called “snowdrops” here. So I begin this post with one of Karl’s photos from April.
a poem for April
from a small town
by Lake Michigan
our Great Lake
in Wisconsin
not Winter
because of the light
and snowdrops
yet not really
Spring
like the time
when a project
is almost complete
a special day
almost here
New poem today
My post for the Bloganuary prompt for January 14, 2022 was for the prompt, Write about a challenge you faced and overcame. I quoted from the Psalms.
Wait on the LORD:
be of good courage,
and he shall strengthen thine heart:
wait, I say, on the LORD.
Psalm 27: 14
My post also relates to the WordPrompt for April – GREEN.
And Earth Day is April 22.
This year, Easter And Spring Poetry reached 500 Followers. The posts are new, and I also reprint content in new ways. An old haiku with vintage art, or a new photo – and the post is new.
My poems in this post are from my 2012 Archives.
A ppreciate
P oetry
R ead and write
I nspire and
L isten!
Acrostic poem for APRIL
Winter becomes Spring
once again
poetry
sunset becomes night
dawn, then day
poetry
despair becomes hope
once again
poetry
the mind settles
into a new peace
poetry
words find their
shape on a page
poetry