Another April is almost upon us. I have always looked forward to its coming, its showers sweet, its promise of spring—only to be disappointed all too often by its refusal to let go of winter. I wonder which we will get this year, the beautiful warm month of soft showers, or the cruel bringer of winter’s final ravages.
Poetry is one means I use to express my anticipation of April, sometimes optimistic, full of hope, and other times doubtful and despairing. And I find the Japanese haiku form especially appropriate—three lines of five, seven, and five syllables, respectively—to convey this conflicted state of mind.
Here are five haiku dealing with April, each with a picture in harmony with my outlook. I leave it to you, the reader, to decide which of my moods is being conveyed by each—
peekaboo sun plays peekaboo, dancing 'cross the wint'ry lake--- heralding the spring
teasing april is cruel--- so the poet says---teasing us falsely with spring
spring joining in our walk, tentatively, yet warmly--- sweet spring has returned
april fool april can't fool me, that false harbinger of spring--- may is the gateway
in the rain dancing in the rain, neither of us wet or cold--- warmly wrapped in love
May the spring blossom anew for all of you…..in April, or whenever it arrives!