Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Proclamation of a Birth, by Linda Pastan

The National Gallery of Art

Proclamation of a Birth, by Linda Pastan

Let every tree 
burst into blossom
whatever the season.
Let the snow melt
mild as milk
and the new rain wash
the gutters clean
of last year's 
Let the guns sweep out 
their chambers
and the criminals doze
dreaming themselves
back to infancy.
Let the sailors throw
their crisp white caps
as high as they can
which like so many doves
will return to the ark
with lilacs.
Let the frogs turn
into princes,
the princes to frogs.
Let the madrigals,
let the musical croakings

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