Poetry Friday:

I love the changing of the seasons.  I found this poem about spring by William Carlos Williams.

Spring and All
by William Carlos Williams

By the road to the contagious hospital

under the surge of the blue

mottled clouds driven from the

northeast-a cold wind.  Beyond, the

waste of broad, muddy fields

brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen

patches of standing water

the scattering of tall trees

All along the road the reddish

purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy

stuff of bushes and small trees

with dead, brown leaves under them

leafless vines-
Read the rest  HERE

HEAR  YE! HEAR YE!

Important Announcement!

 In just 4 weeks it will be National Poetry Month.

Do you want an original poem by a student poet?

Let me know by email macrush53 at yahoo dot com.

I am creating my list to send.

Students are hard at work creating poetry for next month.

Poetry Friday is hosted by Liz in Ink. Thanks, Liz.

Happy Reading.

MsMac