Sentient in Seattle – 1 April 2018

Greeting April

The Daisy and the Sweet Pea are the flowers associated with April.


Art for April – Mark Haworth: “April on the Pedernales”


A Poem for April

“Over the Land Is April”
by Robert Louis Stevenson

OVER the land is April,
Over my heart a rose;
Over the high, brown mountain
The sound of singing goes.
Say, love, do you hear me,
Hear my sonnets ring?
Over the high, brown mountain,
Love, do you hear me sing?

By highway, love, and byway
The snows succeed the rose.
Over the high, brown mountain
The wind of winter blows.
Say, love, do you hear me,
Hear my sonnets ring?
Over the high, brown mountain
I sound the song of spring,
I throw the flowers of spring.
Do you hear the song of spring?
Hear you the songs of spring?

Art for April – Jeffrey Charlesworth: “April Meadow”


Musings in April: Charles Lamb

“Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.”


Art for April – Judith I Brigland: “Purple Tulips in April”

A Second Poem for April

“An April Night”
by Lucy Maud Montgomery

The moon comes up o’er the deeps of the woods,
And the long, low dingles that hide in the hills,
Where the ancient beeches are moist with buds
Over the pools and the whimpering rills;

And with her the mists, like dryads that creep
From their oaks, or the spirits of pine-hid springs,
Who hold, while the eyes of the world are asleep,
With the wind on the hills their gay revellings.

Down on the marshlands with flicker and glow
Wanders Will-o’-the-Wisp through the night,
Seeking for witch-gold lost long ago
By the glimmer of goblin lantern-light.

The night is a sorceress, dusk-eyed and dear,
Akin to all eerie and elfin things,
Who weaves about us in meadow and mere
The spell of a hundred vanished Springs.

Below – Michelle Roise: “Moonlit Woods”

Art for April – Leanne Spanza: “April”


Musings in April: Mark Twain

“The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.”


Art for April – Sharon McCarthy: “April Beach”

A Song for April

Art for April – Dorothy Fagan: “April Morning”

A Third Poem for April

“April”
by Louise Gluck

No one’s despair is like my despair–

You have no place in this garden
thinking such things, producing
the tiresome outward signs; the man
pointedly weeding an entire forest,
the woman limping, refusing to change clothes
or wash her hair.

Do you suppose I care
if you speak to one another?
But I mean you to know
I expected better of two creatures
who were given minds: if not
that you would actually care for each other
at least that you would understand
grief is distributed
between you, among all your kind, for me
to know you, as deep blue
marks the wild scilla, white
the wood violet.


Art for April – Robert Pummill: “April Awakening”


Musings in April: T. S. Eliot

“April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.”


Art for April – Nancy Bush: “April Hillside Fog”

A Fourth Poem for April

“Song of a Second April”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

April this year, not otherwise
Than April of a year ago,
Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Of dazzling mud and dingy snow;
Hepaticas that pleased you so
Are here again, and butterflies.

There rings a hammering all day,
And shingles lie about the doors;
In orchards near and far away
The grey wood-pecker taps and bores;
The men are merry at their chores,
And children earnest at their play.

The larger streams run still and deep,
Noisy and swift the small brooks run
Among the mullein stalks the sheep
Go up the hillside in the sun,
Pensively,-only you are gone,
You that alone I cared to keep.

Below – Vincent van Gogh: “Girl in the Woods”

Welcome, Wonderful April

Below – Arthur Hughes: “April Love”

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