March Poetry

"March Wind" by William Ross Searle I'm a bit under the weather today, so I'll just reproduce two bits of poetry about March: From Earthly Paradise: March by William Morris Slayer of the Winter, art thou here again? O welcome, thou that bring’st the Summer nigh! The bitter wind makes not thy victory vain, Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky. "March is the month of expectation" by Emily Dickinson March is the month of expectation, The things we do not know, The Persons of prognostication Are coming now. We try to sham becoming firmness, But pompous joy Betrays us, as his first betrothal Betrays a boy.